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Joey The Butcher Lyrics - Artist : Insane Clown Posse
I chop the back off
Sell it for half off Tender and soft At Joey's butcher shop (On sale right now, full arms, broasted in a hickory maple) I slice the feet Marinate the meat (Mmm) So good to eat At Joey's butcher shop (Sweet pickled feet, glazed in a blue cheese chili sauce) I got a line, stretchin' all down the block Everybody loves my butcher shop We got backs, thighs, ribs and eyes "How about a whole head?" I got you guys My meats are all dipped in formaldehyde To keep them juicy. Open up wide Throw them on the grill. I love the smell Wheres my shop located? Hell I serve human meat, bone and around I serve face with an apple in the mouth, pig snout How ever you like it, hot or mild All parts and flavors stacked up and piled Barbecue fingers, my appetizers Deep fried nut sacks, great for sliders Try an elbow or maybe a foot, sir Look for my sign out front: Joey the butcher Ribs, legs, back, feet (Mmm) All you can eat, at Joey the butcher's He, he, he, he, he's Joey the butcher He, he, he, he, he, he, he he's Joey the butcher Head, balls, neck, knees (Mmm) Eat til you please, at Joey the butcher's My tasty ribs slide right off the bone I could feed an army or just you alone Do you like fat lips? I love 'em Blood all over my face as I shove 'em All down my through, though I really shouldn't Cause they're all fat. Give em up, I couldn't We got delicious toes, boneless and nail free Or how's about a rump ass? Feed the whole family The suckers in Hell, they just love my shop 'Cause they all starving, I'm all they got And what better way to enjoy your day Than a penis dipped in soy sauce? (Yay!) They love me, cause my meats ain't stiff Except the one in my pants, if you get my drift I make organ stew and give it a good stir Delicious for him or her, from Joey the butcher Ribs, legs, back, feet (Mmm) All you can eat, at Joey the butcher's He, he, he, he, he's Joey the butcher He, he, he, he, he, he, he he's Joey the butcher Head, balls, neck, knees (Mmm) Eat til you please, at Joey the butcher's Hearts, half off (Mmm) Served cold with testicle soup And a side of crunchy pee holes Country fried butt cheeks (Mmm) Lathered in red blood gravy Mmm... Tasty Ahh. So ducking tired Alright, good night, babe "Good night" |
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