Darkmeat 4 Sale Lyrics & Chords By The Frogs

every week it's the same
dark meat for sale
and like others i know
it's hard to pass up a sale
and at the very least
she'll keep me warm
nine months to the day
field hand is born
everyone looks the same
dark meat for sale
no one has a last name"x" marks the sale
there's a fork around your neck
forks are for food
it was just a joke
to lighten the mood
there's a song in the air
the boys start to sing
it's as if through their words
they're plotting something
every week it's the same