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I smell something burning... it's us Sausage lips and greasy tips It's that sweet fried pork Spitting on the spit, spitting on the spit You can't stem the blood and fire By squeezing it in your hand I've got the desire, I've got the desire My hair is on fire Ashes to ashes My blood is boiling I've got the stiff stand straight up my ass Smell the gas, smell the sewer gas You can't stoke the coals Without a couple of third degree burns Her the wheels of industry turn, turn, turn My ass is burning Ashes to ashes Fire burn low, down we go This little piggy went to the market This little piggy stayed home This little piggy had roasted beef This little piggy had none SongtexteBreak out the fire arms, let's do some harm Rake the pit for the remnants, get it all Back up the truck, we've got to get our ashes hauled Ashes to ashes Fire burn low, down we goes Aus Songtexte Mania