Oh baby, why do you bacon fat? Oh baby, why do you bacon fat? Well, I told you what baby I don't go for that Well alright, yeah alright Yeah, oh, bacon
(Sax Intro) Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh --yeah... Now when he went down in Tennessee, All my friends they was glad to see me Seen some down by the railroad
Oh While I was down in W.D.C. Certain folks were not glad to see me I just tried to get out the vote But some little weasel must 'a dropped 'em a note
You never know When it says you gotta go Hellfudge To them cheap motels down in Baton Rouge Hellfudge Roll down the window of the limousine Hellfudge
Lard! Lard! Lard! You can see it, in the clouds up in the sky. Lard! Floats by in clusters in our water supply. Lard! It's in all of us, man. Our
Lay me down on a griddle of sweat Lay me down, it's been a long day Time to unwind, time to relax Let the tension flow away My body's weary and full
I never knew... I never knew Sweat and sour sweet and empty Never knew how I felt till I tried Never knew what I felt 'till I cried Never knew what I
Well I'm the prim faced mealy mouthed political Chiseler the lack luster loser With the selfish streak The oldest strongest vilest longest I just masticate
Hi there - pretty thingy Yer lookin' sweet and sorely tangy Adopt me - I'll make yer happy I'll take yer home - I'll be yer puppy Hey ho - hungry bunny
Who's cooking at the stake tonight? Is it the black, yellow, the red or the white? The majority's meat is the minority's poison So you keep your head
I see evil... I hear... evil I see evil... I hear... evil My child... my love... my child I wanna be more than I am I wanna give more than I can I wanna
I hear the dog barking tonight The first foot forward is the right The blood in the sands and the broken crutch The blood on my hands - whose magic touch
Ah ah ah... Bande de sal... Vous etes tous des co... Moi j'suis Mc Salo et ya des salop... Ouais, ouais Dans les saloons, ya des cowboys, ya des pu...
Alla sera vedo donne bellissime Da Venezia arrivare fin qua E salire le scale e frusciare Come mazzi di rose E il profumo rimane nell'aria Quando la porta
(Andre Williams & Dorothy Brown/FZ) [Frauenthal Auditorium, Muskegon, Michigan March 1, 1988] While I was down in W.D.C. Certain folks were not glad
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