Served up in the backyard   Cooked too long on high   Flying out the window   Even dogs have passed them by      Didn't know she was tied up   Better fed than forced   Time to meet the protagonist   Boy, he never showed remorse      Choking on the one thing   His tongue had gotten too fat   A barely walking dead man   Seemed to know where he was at      Drive himself to the airport   Getting out of here   Overworking the small town   The law couldn't get too near      Come on smut   You might've stayed   You might've stayed   You might've stayed   You might've stayed   Come on