Fat and Gristle Songtext
von Flesh Parade

One is fat and one is fatter
One is Fat and one is Gristle
One is fatter than the other
Both are black and always pissed off

They hate violence
They get carried away

Fat and Gristle

A little upset, startin′ up some violence
Fuckin' shit up kinda carried away
Very drunk and not gonna take shit
Ya pissed′em off and now you're fucked

Fuckin' shit up with a 32 oz. ketchup bottle


Friday night in tha house
Smokin′ clickum like a mouse
Don′t give a fuck gonna shoot it up
Pour it over dey heads, dope it up
Betcha goin' fishin′ alla the time
Baby goin' fishin′ too
Betcho wife, yo sweet wife
Gonna catch mo' fish den you

Buildings fall and kingdoms crawl
Fuckin′ shit up fo' Taj Mahal
Fat and Gristle bloody and confused
Lots of sliced beef for them to consume

Doin' all foe, Taj Mahal C′mon

Dey got the blues so bad one time their face a permanent frown
Dey feelin′ so much better dey can cakewalk into town

C'mon

You take Fat and Gristle standin′ on ma hillside
Gristle splanin' to Fat, dahlin′ looka da water deep in da river wide
And here comes Captain Carl
Ole Captain Carl carry'n dem guns up da hill
And you know he′s tellin' C.T. load my guns
I got some crackas to kill

Really fucked up
Drunk mean and violent
Time to make a change
Rearrange, think, doesn't matter


Mentally incapable
Of doing anything rationally

One is fat and one is fatter
One is Fat and one is Gristle
One is fatter than the other
Hate dem crackas
Love fat brothers
Doin′ it all fo Taj Mahal