Meat Packer Songtext
von Yuppicide

Push came to shove, you fell in line.
A walking cliche, so neat and tidy.
You hate your job, but have to work
No question, no strain, it′s easier that way!

Your past is catching up to you, too late for regrets!
Every day a little closer to death, my machine will make you clean!

All the guilt stains your skin.
You're drowning, drowning in denial.
Gotta get paid and buy some pleasure,
So you think you′re happy, smile and forget today.

Your past is catching up to you, too late for regrets!
Every day a little closer to death, my machine will make you clean!


You probably wouldn't understand anyway...

You've been doing this far too long, now it′s second nature.
You no longer worry about the gruesome details,
Or ask any question, I guess it′s easier that way...

No kinks in the machine, no kinks in the machine!
Plugged in, turned on, cranked up, burnt out...
Plugged in, turned on, cranked up, burnt out...
Meat packer, meat packer, meat packer, meat,
Meat! Meat packer, meat packer, meat, meat, meat!

Now you know, you can't escape, good things come to those who wait.
I have the solution for your pain, all your problems fade away...

Your past is catching up to you, too late for regrets!
Every day a little closer to death, my machine will make you clean!