Prime Cut - Lyrics by Prong


Lyrics
Shake the slab of flesh taunting for a fetch,time to ring the chime.
Wet the appetite, teeth are grinding tight,reinforcing life.
Drooling down the sides,eyes are bulging wide
Yes the price is right.
The cut is very tough,gristles good enoughthey all need a bite.
No tolling of the bell, just the one to hellthere they'll all know.
Thimbleful to chance, pay the luxury taxdo not pass go.
Try and bring the beef, see what is to keepnot a pretty sight.
The cut is very tough, you bit the big blufftake another bite.
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