Sons of Butcher meatlanis reprise

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At the bottom of the sea
Is a place called Meatlantis
Where there is meat a plenty
Delicious and free
And if you're paralyzed
The meat there can fix ya
And they feed vegetarians to whales
At the bottom of the sea
And paralysis free
Oh Meatlantis is the place for me
I'm not allowed to love you
But I can't quit you
Our love is forbidden
So how am I supposed to love you
I'm not allowed to hold you
But I need to feel you
our Love is a given
But how am I supposed to love you
I love you John
You hold my heart in your manly hands
I wanna feel the throb of your handsome gland
I wanna hold you tight like a newborn kitten
Against my flesh like a cashmere mitten
Tickly tick, I'm makin' skin bump heaven
And all the way down it's lookin' cleanly shaven
Prickety pricks
It's stubble on stubble
I better slow down or I'm in real trouble
Want you
Touch you
Feel you
Taste you
Knick knack whacky whack 'till I see the man stew
Spin you around let me see that hole
I'm a tunnelin' in a like a short hair mole
Once I'm inside I'm gonna leave a trace
Half in there and half on that face
One finger, two finger, there fingers gone
Mano a mano I love you John

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