Ghoul - Rot Gut lyrics

I'll take all the guts from a rotten old stiff and choose what I want with a taste or a whiff pack them in jars and infuse them with yeast to brew up a batch for the next midnight feast my sk** as a brewer has never been met severed head '87 is my best vintage yet we drink till we're knackered on putrefied pus a chaser of lymph really gives me a rush