Slice me up a big slab of that sympathetic cheer. If I`m zapped with radiation they say I`ll last another year.
Line `em up now to greet the sacred cow.
My hands are full of protein, my arms are made of fire. If you`re calling me a diplomat, I`ll be calling you a liar.
Line `em up now to greet the sacred cow. Line `em up now to greet the sacred cow.
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