Текст песни Termite Madam - Flesh Eating Foundation Remix - Vore Complex

There's a nude man in the basement
He's begun to scratch his head
There's a deep old complex issue
On the screen above his bed
And he's moving his antennae
But the bloody signal's dead
So he snatches the remote
And picks some ethnic dirt instead

It's already almost-over
And he's watched this one before
The case says "Mounting Miss Yamantau"
Mr Peterson next door
Has seen it too (and he's engaged)
Although his missus seemed severe
She was on him in a flash
And screaming static in his ear
They've had some fierce drawn-out exchanges
That's the worst fallout this year
They've really pushed each other's buttons
Utter termination's near

So the nude man in the basement
(Once he's checked he's barred his gate)
Scuttles round the dirty scuds
He's scattered there since '88
And it's only fair to said
He's worked up to a rabid state

And past the piles of stinking tissues
And the Yamaha CX
And those machines from IBM
He bought to iron out defects
And the photographs he's got from some vacation to Kuwait
When he went fully off the rails
And let his company liquidate

But it's 1 minute to midnight
And he knows just what's in store
By those stained briefs in the corner
There's a locker on the floor
And he scrambles down his key chain
(And re-checks he's barred his door)
And chops his prize from out the packet

He's begun to salivate
And this one's called "Termite Madam"
And it's getting very late

He might watch it with the sound off
And it's quite a novel show
And based on something quite bizarre
(And no-one else will have to know)