pollution of a meat filled man
running in circles with a diaper in hand
laughing at the garbage can
shooting blanks at the slip of his friend
the meat packer's all worked up
he's got his gun and his wifes love
Meat Packer lyrics by Whirlwind Heat. pollution of a meat filled man running in circles with a diaper in hand laughing at the garbage can shooting blanks at...
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pollution of a meat filled man
running in circles with a diaper in hand
laughing at the garbage can
shooting blanks at the slip of his friend
the meat packer's all worked up
he's got his gun and his wifes love
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