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dreampt i slapped myself in the eye
woke up and that was my real life
excuse me
im needing
some chilled out meat
some people call it comedy
but i need to soothe this shiner
im wise to the ancient remedies
so, bring me the brightest beef
chicken soup's so good for the soul
no good at all on a peeper so swol'
im laying chops on the top of my head
i need to know they've all been grass fed
dont call me brave
i dont need praise
just quality
cause some people think its comedy
but i need to heal my shiner
im hip to the ancient remedies
just bring me the brightest beef
and if i faint please take my hand
rememeber, remember
i rest in riblets
under slabs
so tender, so tender
some people think its all a joke
but nothing will soothe it finer
so come with the finest grocery
and bring me the brightest beef
bring me the brightest beef
bring me the brightest beed