Kitchen aromas aren't very homely
It's not comforting, cheery or kind
It's sizzling blood and the unholy stench of murder
It's not natural, normal or kind
The flesh you so fancifully fry
The meat in your mouth
As you savour the flavour of murder
NO NO NO - IT'S MURDER
NO NO NO - IT'S MURDER
And who hears when animals cry?
The Smiths
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