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Meat Block
Bluegrass
Meat Block was released on February 20, 2026 by The Last River Bottomed Fig Plucker as a part of the album Plucked
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AlbumPlucked
Release DateFebruary 20, 2026
LabelThe Last River Bottomed Fig Plucker
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM83

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Last River Bottomed Fig Plucker
The Last River Bottomed Fig Plucker
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Derek Allen Lind
Derek Allen Lind
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Derek Allen Lind
Derek Allen Lind
Producer

Lyrics

Um... I want you to sing about...
How about a Christmas song?
No, I want you to sing a song about two gay men. They don't
Realize they're gay right away until they meet each other
Okay
And their names are Jerry and Steve
Are these people you know?
What?
Are these people you know?
No! Jerry and Steve. They like, maybe work together or something?
Well, Jerry and Steve were two old friends
They always worked together
Down at that old slaughterhouse
They were good at grinding meat
But then one day, Jerry was gone on a date
And he had something... a different smell on him
Well, Steve never thought like that
But the smell of Jerry that evening
Was different than he'd ever been
Must have been the cologne, really don't know
Maybe the moon and stars were shining bright
But Jerry and Steve knew they were gay that night
Jerry's got two kids at home
Steve's got about seventeen goats
Well, something about being butchers back then
You're not supposed to be in love with a man, but... yeah, back then
They started passing around a bottle of rum
I guess they figured they had enough
Why just wander in an endless dream?
Love is love, it's the way it's supposed to be
Right there on a meat block, they shared each other
Shared all that they could
No one ever thought there was anything going on
But when eight-thirty rolled around
They were the only butchers still left in town
Finishing up that order for Mrs. Brown
Well, she's gonna get her steer tomorrow
That thing is gonna be sure to taste me, yeah
Little lights were on till twelve-oh-nine
Must have been one hell of a time
Maybe they had to sharpen a blade or two
But sometimes their love just shines right through
Sometimes their love shines right through
Well, Mrs. Brown came at six-oh-nine
She was there in the morning light
Jerry and Steve, they fell asleep
By the register in the Coffee Hut
Well, Mrs. Brown couldn't believe her eyes
Two butchers and all that blood on the floor
Those are the best steaks she's ever had
The best steer she's ever had
Written by: Derek Allen Lind
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