Prong Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Right to Nothing Lyrics

Shake the slab of flesh taunting for a fetch,

time to ring the chime.

Wet the appetite, teeth are grinding tight,

reinforcing life.

Drooling down the sides,

eyes are bulging wide

Yes the price is right.

The cut is very tough,

gristles good enough

they all need a bite.

No tolling of the bell, just the one to hell

there they'll all know.

Thimbleful to chance, pay the luxury tax

do not pass go.

Try and bring the beef, see what is to keep

not a pretty sight.

The cut is very tough, you bit the big bluff

take another bite.