There's Something in the Meat
One look at the tickling piano
Happy, sad + everything
I know how the world will end, but it needs time to begin

The relief of vomit comes every night and day
"Hullabalootenrootentooten", that's what the Scotsman say

Mary Dilk is climbing up the fortress in her gingham dress
But her wise words go unheard through a mouthful of watercress

There's something in the meat, something in the meat
It isn't a matter of taste
There's something in the meat, something in the meat
Shut up, typewriter face!

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