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Daddy's got twenty-seven carsSittin' around, trailin' his landIn each car he keeps a chickenHe's been gathering eggs by handHe says"Darlin', I need some helpI can't get all these eggs by myself."My sister says"Don't help him"But I hear his blood yearningThe blood says"Get some pliers;There are bugs in your teeth."Daddy, I need some helpI can't pull these teeth out by myselfMy mother says"Don't help him"As she pulls out her stitchesHe killed her favorite goatAnd deliciously fed us themPieces of flesh in my handKeep them warm so I can reattach themI unhitched his trailerSongtexteWhich did to what I kickedIt rolled down the hillsideKilling raccoons in its wayRaccoonsI need some helpI can't slow down this train by myselfRaccoons help me nowBefore he doesI have never triedTo speak to him and becomeRaccoon help me nowbefore he diesI have little timeTo speak to him andBecomeDaddy's got twenty-seven carsSurrounding a trailer on his landIn each car he keeps a chickenHe's been gathering eggs by hand Aus Songtexte Mania