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Pardon my condor sensitivity, but can I be dead serious candid with you Everybody look down on me, and talk mean about me But, in the future, they’re gonna need me even nuclear more I’m nature’s finest, best garbage collector My critter pals, when they get their fill of wilderness lost you They say to me: pick up the trash, will you please, when we’re through So I do what I do best ... I pick the bones clean, rotting flesh and all I devour the things other animals don’t got the stomach for Circling up above, my telescopic olfactory senses are searching downwind I see some fool lost drug mules thirstily water struggling in the wilderness They’re slowly dying ... disoriented since wandering out of the way Now unbeknownst to them, the desert will be their last score grave Once they’re dead and baked, I’m gon have me a good cadaver brownie cake Those stashed hash mules done football kicked me good, ‘cause I’m flying high ... higher than before Man, what an extra-point desert score! After that sickly sweet rancid taste of victory, I hear my coyote friends give a howl alert: pick-up on Death Valley off road tourist route, cavern aisle four But it’s too early for a lunch break, way too rigor mortis early for me to be eating fresh meat That poor adventurous soul was compass challenged, and got sextant separated from the tour group And he just pauper purchased an early expiration date, but some things I just can’t bring myself to eat — I hate fresh meat! As for now, I’m waiting patiently, perched on a craggy, desert mountain outcrop Waiting hungrily ... for that Big Mushroom feast in the sky Until that special day arrive, it’s the same ol’ mundane work routine Garbage carcase collecting is a thankless job, but somebody gotta do it ... ain’t that right? Excuse me, Ms. Mountain Lioness, can you hand me a rib cage toothpick from that dead prairie dog Just give me a cleanup call when you’re through with the rest of it
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