The Daily Grind

I told him ’bout that silly beard, that he’s not ZZ Top That he could buy a razor if he visited a shop He worked here in my butchers store, he’d have to wear a mask I don’t know why he said he won’t, it wasn’t much to ask I asked him if he’d nip out back and grind a pound of mince ‘And tie that beard around your neck’, which kinda made him wince He took a pound of nice lean beef but didn’t tie his beard And when he took a long long time, some bosses might have sneered I don’t know why he vanished but I haven’t seen him since There wasn’t any ZZ Top but there was LOADS of mince