[Verse 1]
Wake up screaming in the kitchen light,
Something’s sizzling, something’s not quite right.
Yellow gold, dripping thick on my blade,
Buttered sausage, my hunger’s not afraid.
The pan is fire, the smell is sin,
Greasy fingers, let the ritual begin.
Animal fat in a metal song,
This is where the strong belong!
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[Chorus]
🔥 BUTTERED SAUSAGE – BITE THE NIGHT!
Grease and glory in the firelight.
BUTTERED SAUSAGE – BLOOD AND SALT!
Slip in the pan, it’s nobody’s fault!
BUTTERED! SAUSAGE! (Screamed)
Grease of the gods, and it’s meltin’ in your claws!
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[Verse 2]
Bacon screams as it joins the fight,
Sausage links in chains of spite.
Cowards run from cholesterol’s doom,
But we fry to the thunder of the dining room.
Carve my name in a stick of Kerrygold,
This buttery tale will never grow old.
Soak my soul in that savory ooze,
It’s a heart attack anthem—we’ll never lose!
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[Chorus]
🔥 BUTTERED SAUSAGE – BITE THE NIGHT!
Grease and glory in the firelight.
BUTTERED SAUSAGE – BLOOD AND SALT!
Slip in the pan, it’s nobody’s fault!
BUTTERED! SAUSAGE! (Screamed)
Grease of the gods, and it’s meltin’ in your claws!
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[Bridge – Spoken growl]
Do you like it sliced?
Do you like it whole?
Do you butter your sausage,
Or does your sausage butter your soul?!
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[Breakdown]
(Drums and guitars hit like frying pans)
🎵 Grease! Grease! Grease on my face! 🎵
🎵 Buttered sausage in the human race! 🎵
🎵 Melt it! Fry it! Hear my call! 🎵
🎵 A greasy feast for one and all! 🎵
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[Final Chorus]
🔥 BUTTERED SAUSAGE – BITE THE NIGHT!
Grease and glory in the firelight.
BUTTERED SAUSAGE – BLOOD AND SALT!
Slip in the pan, it’s nobody’s fault!
BUTTERED! SAUSAGE! (Growl)
Grease of the gods, and it’s meltin’ in your claws!
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[Outro – Whispered]
…Butter… sausage… never let it go…
Drewface
