Y'all come on in now, come right on down front I got something I want to show you Now y'all heard of the popcorn, y'all heard of the dog You heard about
torment And all the despair All those bloodless bullet holes Are more than we can bear Clean sweep, clean sweep Clean sweep, clean sweep With the plastic coverings And the cut-rate
you see, you got to show me the torment and all the despair all those bloodless bullet holes are more than we can bear with the plastic coverings and the cut-rate
Translation: Prong. Cut Rate.
