Last Meal
Well son, now that I’ve read your LAST RITES, It’s time to get your order for your LAST MEAL
Last meal? Last meal, huh? Father, I thought you’d never ask
I want a chicken pot pie
With the chicken still alive
Anything
That’ll look me in the eye
An alligator
In a box
I’ll spread it on a bagel
With the capers and the lox
Gimme a chain saw
I’ll eat it it raw
With a 55 gallon tub of
Cold coleslaw
Chocolate milk
And a buttered scone
I got a date with the devil
And I'm going alone
I killed
An innocent man
I'll take seven
Beers in a can
Barbecue sauce in a big horse trough
And I want a Frito pie
Before I die, yeah
Well son, you got a mighty big appetite. Here’s what I can do for you. I can get you a nice juicy steak. A baked potato. And a fresh green salad