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Spleen Merchant

This song is by Clutch and appears on the album Blast Tyrant (2004).

Original video
When I die you can cut me up and take all that you please
But pity the poor dumb fool who gets my bleeding spleen
Corn pone, I'm born tomorrow, my bone marrow protein filled
Scotch whiskey Men of Tain have come to split your skills

Hey hey, I got your heaven
Hey hey, I got your burning hell
Hey hey, I got it all right here
Hey hey

Wrap them tight in zip-lock bags to benefit good medicines
If bad, you can toss 'em back and stuff them in sausages
Isn't it something so becoming, a gentlemen of good taste
The appetizer's quite the pleaser, but might you pass the pepper please this way

Hey hey, I got your heaven
Hey hey, I got your burning hell
Hey hey, I got it all right here
Hey hey

Fertilizer makes your corn row higher, but makes your back yard stink
And all the crows know where the wind blows, where water sinks

Hey hey, I got your heaven
Hey hey, I got your burning hell
Hey hey, I got it all right here
Hey hey

Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey

Written by:

Neil Fallon Wikipedia16 / Jean-Paul Gaster Wikipedia16 / Dan Maines Wikipedia16 / Tim Sult Wikipedia16

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