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she left the meal half ate She said she left the crusts of toast Leftovers is what I want Don't need no fine cuisine Give me a dime for bacon rind
you got your raisin, girl And your diamond-studded world I got pulled up on the hungry side o' town I cut my teeth on bacon rind There ain't no
a scratch This is what we find This is what we find This is what we find A sense of humour is required Amongst our bacon rind Hello, Brian, wash
Everyone's dreaming of all they've got to live for. / Squeezy bottles under pepsi signs, / joe and johnny chew the bacon rind. / Jackie wants to meet
bananas, rotten peas, chunks of sour cottage cheese. it filled the can, it covered the floor, it cracked the window and blocked the door with bacon rinds
bacon rinds and chicken bones, Drippy ends of ice cream cones, Prune pits, peach pits, orange peel, Gloopy glumps of cold oatmeal, Pizza crusts
and rotten peas chunks of sour cottage cheese It filled the can it covered the floor it cracked the windows and blocked the door With bacon rinds and chicken
bacon rind Or slip me some of that old sardine She'd been seeing a man named Jim I said I didn't mind Said the second place is just my style I'd
sulfuric Brain brushes on the commutator spinning Pull the pin armature rod now hitting Gears grind; brain cooked; bacon rind Hawkeye Vibes Patty with
to fork your bacon baby Real slave to the rind In love with my family jewels sound Boo…Boogie Wave! In a world more like a pigsty You look like a big candy
Motherfuck that 9 to 5, y’all saw me on my grind, gimme that bacon Fuck the rind, always taking, shit was mine I’m outta line, but I ain’t faking,
knowumsayin'? Bacon Lot, knowumsayin'? I don't need no introductions, Cat Whuuuuut I'm sittin' in my west, I'm analyzin' thoughts I'm sippin' off
knowumsayin'? Bacon Lot, knowumsayin'? I don't need no introductions, Cat Whuuuuut I'm sittin' in my west, I'm analyzin' thoughts I'm sippin' off
here, knowumsayin'? Bacon Lot, knowumsayin'? I don't need no introductions, Cat Whuuuuut I'm sittin' in my west, I'm analyzin' thoughts I'm sippin' off
Got a cheese sandwich on the hunnid spoke Pork rinds and a soda pop I told a cop I`d beat it, lost At 3 a.m., they told up "stop" We got it
don't wanna go fine dining down in your dirty rinds If I don't have my mental lubrication down tight You know what I need baby right? I want it tight,
rind, heart attack Tell that nigga I was poor and I ain't goin' back But now I'm richer, all I need's a fuckin' almanac Somebody check the time, been gone
Looking like beef brisket Time to take it out the oven Like a turkey dinner might be a holiday I'mma pull the bacon biscuit Pockets got a lot of stuffing
ham and bringin home the bacon He dont really wanna beef, he a turkey, he be fakin I'm a boss hog, stackin pork rinds, piggy bankin Keep playin, they
comin' my way She had bacon On her breath And all that candy It's like her meth Crumbs on her face From eatin' pork rinds She's got one thing On her mind
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