Graveyard Stew

from Die, Genre, Die! (Avant Pop) by Pete Murphy

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1.
Gravestones, heavy tomes
Talk of milquetoast 
Masters, in the best light
Even the gangsters
Get epitaphs sanitized

Chorus.
Graveyard Stew
We dig up the bones
Marinade the meat
In a puddle of feculence
Graveyard Stew
Abate this hunger
Barbecue the niceties
And lose your innocence

2.
Hoist up the flag, with a
Rust squeak wrench
Wrapped in barbed wire
We are the dead
So we don't feel a thing

Chorus. 
Graveyard Stew
We dig up the bones
Marinade the meat
In a puddle of feculence
Graveyard Stew
Abate this hunger
Barbecue the niceties
And lose your innocence

3.
Come join the cult of the
Multi level pyramid
The only stipulation
Is that you're dead or dying 
Or at least willing

Chorus. 
Graveyard Stew
We dig up the bones
Marinade the meat
In a puddle of feculence
Graveyard Stew
Abate this hunger
Barbecue the niceties
And lose your innocence

4.
White rabbit, Charlie Babbit 
Standing in the rain
Man, I'd kill for a new coat
My old one is providing warmth with blue hot flames

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from Die, Genre, Die! (Avant Pop), released March 4, 2019

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Pete Murphy Birmingham, UK

Pete Murphy, UK songwriter. I make unpopular music in numerous styles... everything recorded, performed, mixed, and mastered by me in a tiny corner of the lounge in my house. Avant pop, experimental, electronic, techno, solo jazzy piano, techno jazz, rock, musicals, sound art, comedy, and more... ... more

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