The Worst Brats in Town Lyrics by Alan Cumming
Morning, ma’am
Feeling hungry?
Want a sausage?
Oh, no
Can I offer you a link?
Or two? Or three?
For a very modest fee
I confess it’s mostly filler from the miller
Not much to grill or bake or fry
Wonder why
It’s my supply
The meat they mete out’s tough and dry
Yes these are probably the worst brats in town
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