Jim's Whiskers

He said son try a little bit harder

It's not quite away from the bone

If you fry it a little bit longer

Your brain will be all alone

He said, girl, I'll cook a little while longer

Just please give me more of you

All these words the keep on jumpin'

China white all over you

I said you

I said

You

You

You

You

Now please give me more of this something

It's separatin' from the bone

I'm feelin' like more myself now

I'm almost more than done

Now take me to the stall and teach me

Show me all of your evil ways

Give me a bath to die in

And I'll write you all away

I said you

I said

You

You

You

You

You were wrong, man, so wrong, man

You were wrong, son, so wrong, son

And you were buried so goddamn far away, man

Yeah you were buried so goddamn far away, man