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This beat was made for the rap portion of It's Happening but I never had enough lyrics for it. Some of them were made into the song "David Bradley" on the non-rap portion of It's Happening. I've always wanted to see this song to it's finish and I finally did, 8 years later. This is probably my 99th song about cannibalism.

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Here we go, slow, blowin' on dro
Show to perform but we simply too stoned
"I knew we shouldn't have smoked before"
"I know but we did and we're here. Get it under control"
I look up at Alex and noticed he's grown
No, it's me
"Am I shrinking?"
Look's at me like "no"
Walks away, leaves me standing there cold and alone
I cried "wee, wee, wee" all the way home

We're scraped together and basic veterans
We're way better than ancient weapons
And now that the planet has finally stopped spinning
We're right where we ought to be
It's really happening

Soon, soon the blood red balloon
Will go pop, we'll get caught in a storm and then boom
We'll end up in a hospital stuck on the moon
With one doctor, a monster, a Judoon platoon

They're snooping for goons but can only find humans
Marooned with no food yet the nuisance eludes them
Corners the doctor equipped with a straw and starts sucking the life out his body

If you're ever feeling low
Life's hard, you're downtrodden
Go ahead and plant a cleaver in the top of someone's noggin
Pull it out, dig your fingers in, grab hold of each side
And peel until the look just like a capital Y

Oh no, it's too late to go
You're stuck here forever so enjoy the show
The whole goal was to swallow your soul
Now we pucker up, suck her, what fun is this though?

You get thinner and thinner, we found us a winner
Worn down to a splinter to pick out our dinner
We use the whole buffalo just so you know
Not a trace goes to waste we make paste from your bones

Yeah, you're facing nascent, patient cannibal
Salivating, I'm waiting for oil to boil
Fricassee ya, fricken see ya
Catch and tore ya, pleased to eat ya
I'm mad at the man at the head of the table
I slice off a slab and I take off, I'm able
To murder it, murderous monster, my title
I tattle a little, my fiddle is final
I save ya for later, ya tell Dave, I slay ya
Filet ya for days like it aged and I'll cook you
And I serve it bland, don't need any taste
We severed like skin
Together we scraped

credits

from The Rind pt. 2: Rotten (A Collection of Songs Written and Recorded 2008​-​2023), released December 25, 2023
Eric Bennett - beat, lyrics, vocals

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I've always been terrible at writing biographies so why stop now. We're probably a band from Michigan. We don't adhere to a specific genre which causes mild schizophrenia in certain individuals. We will write commercial jingles for the right price and we do NOT play at weddings, only funerals. ... more

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