Spleen Merchant

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[Verse 1] When I die, you can cut me up and take all that you please But pity the poor, dumb fool who gets my bleeding spleen Corn pone, I born tomorrow, my bone marrow protein-filled Scotch whiskey Men of Tain have come to split your skills [Chorus] Hey! Hey! I got your heaven! Hey! Hey! I got your burning hell! Hey! Hey! I got it all right here! Hey! Hey! [Verse 2] Wrap tight in Ziploc bags to benefit good medicines If bad, you can toss 'em back and stuff 'em in sausages Isn't it something so becoming? A gentlemen of good taste? The appetizer's quite the pleaser, but might you pass the pepper, please, this way? [Chorus] Hey! Hey! I got your heaven! Hey! Hey! I got your burning hell! Hey! Hey! I got it all right here! Hey! Hey! [Guitar Solo] [Verse 3] Fertilizer makes your corn row higher but makes your backyard stink And all the crows know where the wind blows, where water sinks [Chorus] Hey! Hey! I got your heaven! Hey! Hey! I got your burning hell! Hey! Hey! I got it all right here! Hey! Hey! [Outro] Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
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- Clutch