Lyrics:
poems and stanzas Don't blow up in her face He drives by; in a Mercedes Wowing the ladies And ladling soup With sharp swords; knives and gold strainers
and ladling gravy Over filleted human babies paired with rabies in pig snout Delicious, stuck in a vicious cycle living the life Revisiting visions
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