I like to eat
I like to ring a bell
I like teevee
I like to work like hell
bred in the gristle
scratched in the bone
I can never finish nor leave it alone
Your recent deprivation
has been awfully cruel
this modern life dishes up
some damn thin gruel
bred in the gristle
scratched in the bone
step back girl when I hit it
you will glimpse the throne
not a glance backward
not a minute more
it's on it's on
get naked on the floor
rip back the flaps
show me your beating heart
better shade your eyes
baby here comes the art
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