Throbbing Gristle

By far worse is the hambuger lady
We must heal them for the qualified technicians worse
Alternating nights are automatic
She's lying there
Hamburger Lady
Hamburger Lady
She's dying
She is burned from the waist up
On her arm
Her ear is burned
Her eyelashes are burned
She can't hold things up
And even with medical advances
There's no end in sight
For hamburger lady
She wants me to tell you of her claim mind
From which the double play laying
The propping chair
Leave her
She's Burned from the waist down