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you're on fire - grand buffet lyrics

[intro]
haey lleh ?ecaf azzip ytsan taht naem uoy
do you smell something?
you know what that reminds me of?
that smells like vampire sh*t

[verse 1]
the burden of the sound and the fury in a waiting room
lower the bar a couple notches down
all these roundtable knights outweigh ten*hour days
and when the grand buffet hideaway plan lost its wheels
turn the green streak to cadmium orange and teal
where these colors are hot, my reception is not
so keep a pocket full of lock*breaking tools in the trеasure chest
nowadays lord grunge is sporting a usa vеst made of sequins
preaching password gospel
leaving honey bun wrappers in abandoned youth hostiles
who has really done a l!ck of good raising the stakes?
it was i
it takes a plate full of mrs. fields cookies and non*alcoholic wine
to get me in a bargaining state of mind
the patio is power*washed and ready for the freddy kruger marathon
is grape*a*don attending?
yeah i’m goin’, kruger’s the shiznit
yeah, i wanna see freddy kruger
[chorus]
you’re on fire, yes your flesh is burning
you’re on fire, yes your flesh is burning
you’re on fire, yes your flesh is burning (you’re gonna go to h*ll)
you’re on fire, yes your flesh is burning (you’re gonna go to h*ll)

[interlude]
is grape*a*don attending?
yeah, um, they better f*cking have pizza

[verse 2]
a lot of fancy finishing touches
custom gold flake paint sprays from air brushes
i removed all your twenty inch rims and i’m melting them down
to build five foot plates for the shins of my thirty*foot android
bully for me, dirty ball*playing through it might be
i’ve got someone to protect my interests, rule the roost
return an overdue videotape of the boost
i’ve got definite proof of the netherworld
the undead have better leather jackets at practical rates
twenty four hour benihana’s and plenty of sp*ce
to put eight by ten photos of gary busey’s face
radio*friendly with the music and words omitted
i’m outfitted with skids lidded with anything goes
so i compose and perform and refuse to resign
until the whitefire diamond is mine
[chorus]
you’re on fire, yes your flesh is burning
you’re on fire, yes your flesh is burning
you’re on fire, yes your flesh is burning (you’re gonna go to h*ll)
you’re on fire, yes your flesh is burning (you’re gonna go to h*ll)

[outro]
hi, this is grape*a*don’s dad
well, the members of grand buffet were right about one thing
your flesh is burning
and you are going to h*ll

- grand buffet lyrics

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