Vampire Rodents - Abortion Clinic Deli

Copied!edit Lyrics
original text at lyrnow.com/1994668
All the murdered babies
Scream in Christian heads
In politicians' wives
Masturbating in their beds
The unborn have no lives
Therefore they have no rights
All this meat should not be wasted
When the population bites

The abortion clinic deli
Appetizing, never smelly
The abortion clinic deli
For the wholesome family
Morsels for the homeless or a ninth-week recipe
Tastes something like an omelet or a hamster fricassee
Chunky fetal soup
Could eat it with a fork
Or a nice placental meatloaf
Prepared somewhat like pork
The umbilical fries are yummy
And the candied eyes are too
Oh, the abortion clinic deli has a tasty treat for you

Another whining Catholic
Is just what we don't need
Looking for a soul to fuck
Full of grace and greed
So let's eat the little sucker
And all his little pals
From the vacuum to the frying pan
From sausage to low-cals
The abortion clinic deli
The future Burger King
When we make our tummies happy
We can hear the babies sing
The abortion clinic deli
Would you like a doggie bag?
Carnivores are sexy
Salads make us gag
Protein, fiber, and carbohydrates
Packaged fresh in freeze-dried crates
Healthy snacks anytime of the day
Just pop one in the microwave!
 
0

Song Description:

edit soundcloud
The song "Abortion Clinic Deli" by Vampire Rodents is a dark and satirical commentary on the controversial topic of abortion. The lyrics depict a gruesome scenario where aborted fetuses are treated as meat and served as delicacies in a deli. The song paints a vivid picture of unborn babies screaming in the minds of Christians and politicians' wives, while also mocking the Catholic Church's views on abortion.

The lyrics describe the various ways in which the aborted fetuses are prepared and served, comparing them to dishes like omelets, hamster fricassee, and placental meatloaf. The song goes on to suggest that consuming these fetuses is a way to make our tummies happy and even hear the babies sing.

The song also takes a dig at the Catholic Church, portraying them as hypocritical and greedy individuals looking to control others' souls. The imagery used in the lyrics is shocking and provocative, aiming to challenge societal norms and provoke thought on the ethics of abortion.

Overall, "Abortion Clinic Deli" is a bold and controversial song that pushes boundaries and challenges listeners to confront their beliefs and values surrounding the issue of abortion.

SoundCloud:

edit soundcloud

More Vampire Rodents lyrics

Vampire Rodents - Meat
Meat - for babies Meat - for mommies too Meat - raw and sweet Meat Sad and useless Born with a tiny head Mad and hungry Torn to bloody shreds

Vampire Rodents - Dumme Weisse Menschen
Ihr fragt warum wir sterbern sollen S'ist leicht zu glauben evolution ist eine leuge Als die zivilisation es nach Europa machte Hatte die auswahl der natur nichts mehr zu melden

Vampire Rodents - Extinction
Landing in a Spanish boat Claw no eyes Cut no throat See my babies eat your young No severed limb No ruptured lung Swallowed whole Dive in the water Human

Vampire Rodents - Mummified
Terrible dreams I've never seen Asleep in the garden It's not a sad thing My eyes are still Slowly sinking I strain to care Bored of thinking Brush

Vampire Rodents - The Tide Returns
Party master Master lies Five-year plan dies in ten Army of worms for master's grave Equal comrade Equal slave Planted in farms where they're all the same

Vampire Rodents - Autocannibalism
Barbie doll in labor On her best behavior Lepers have more fun Imploding glands for everyone Busy bees Dogs in trees Rodent sexuality Squirrels in heavy armor

Vampire Rodents - Crack Babies
A cracked-up baby is a little grim reaper It's born with the rock in its head Oh mommy, just inhale a little bit deeper I'm a crack baby I'm one of the dead You

Vampire Rodents - Press Of Flesh
Press of flesh Treason in heat Devil's dress With a hammers beat Press of flesh In heaven we eat Hunger's bless Breathing meat A sinking boat

Vampire Rodents - Holiday
The world in fusion It fits in our hands Let there be war in occupied lands No tyrant safe Heads on sticks Hammer, sickle, and crucifix Israeli nazi hangs from a

Vampire Rodents - Success
Totalled my car Shot my wife Had my cranked-up son picked up and now the sucker's doing life Wrote him at Christmas He never wrote me back So I sent him some candy