Bought A Rope

How about another story

I'm sure that's just what you need

It's got a heavy moral and a hip philosophy

So if you got the patience

Well I know I've got the disease



It started out in Munich

A very long time ago

A man their owned the butcher shop

And the blood ran out the door

He locked of three of his fingers

And he kept'em out of the war

Now his wife was large and clever

Like a butcher's wife should be

The children loved their baken lard was .... constantly

The dog chewed on old knee joints and gobbled congealed grease

The butcher had a credo that he liked to spread around

If you looking for a sausage well you've come to the right part of town

He laughed loud like a general and a clevo went up and down

And the days where long and rosy with never a sight of regret

When in to the shop came Kafka, boy he was definitely back form the dead 

I need a butcher for my new parable, and you perfect one he said

You'll wake up soon as a pig my friend, and not just in my book

I used a cockroach once before but nobody understood

A mob will chase you trough the street and track you in the wood

In the forest you'll find a clearing where all living things are save

You'll ... yourself on berry's and sleep in a nearby cave

A simple life for a simple creature the rest of your natural days

So if you ever need a butcher hacking feet of off a pig

You better tell him about Kafka, you better tell him what Kafka did

He is a trouble making Czech clerk and he knows just where you live



How about another story

I'm sure that's just what you need

It's got a heavy moral and a new philosophy

So if you've got the patience

Well I'm sure I've got the disease



Once their where two sisters in love with a whiskey priest

He roam the hot savannah on a sacred wilder beast 

The sisters carried crosses and followed on shoeless feet

After the seven years they came about an island in the sand

The padre broke bottle and carved a starry to his hand

They all fell to their knees to praise his barren choking land