Page type: lyric reference
Artist: Lenin McCarthy
Canonical path: /lenin-mccarthy/meat-sunday
Related lyric paths: 0
Lyric guide
Meat Sunday
Read Meat Sunday lyrics by Lenin McCarthy on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.
person
Curated by Ethan Walker
LyroVerse team
Reference snapshot
The page facts to cite before the commentary
Use this page for the lyric text, linked artist context, and any LyroVerse editor's note attached to the song. Listener comments remain user-generated and should not be treated as the primary source.
Lyrics
Meat Sunday
The lyric stays readable and compact here; the note and related paths sit nearby so you do not lose the song while looking for context.
He sticks his eye out
Like cellophane
She brings her throat out
A bulging vein
all the things that they want
to their friends they will flaunt
buried between the lines
A single list
It shifts
It rips
It splts
It sticks
Assemble your lines
Bring out your dead
Flash your best cards
Power ahead
The battle has begun
This time nobody won
White knuckles black eyes
A loaded gun
It shifts
It rips
It spits
It sticks
The ties
Are broke
When lies
Are spoke
Quick answers
What this page can answer fast
Who performs "Meat Sunday"?
Lenin McCarthy performs "Meat Sunday", and this lyric page sits inside the Lenin McCarthy catalog on LyroVerse.
Where can I find more songs by Lenin McCarthy?
Use the artist link near the top of the page or the related paths section below to keep moving through Lenin McCarthy's lyric pages.
Song Room
Open Song Room
Interpretations, questions, and corrections for this song
Interpretations, questions, memories, and correction notes live together here. The room stays noindex while the best insights are reviewed.
Listener comments
What people are saying
No listener comments on Meat Sunday yet.
A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.
Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.