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Sweetmeat
Ron “Bumblefoot” Thal
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My engine is blown
My balance is thrown
I pushed myself up the hill
And fell to the kill
I degenerate
Collapse at my gate
I challenged my weakened knees
And fell to disease
The higher we climb the wall
The longer the fall
The decline, the defeat
The decay pick on me
Like a vinegar bath in a jar
Just like flies living off the sweet meat
Have you met my band?
Friends sworn in the hand
Have I introduced you to
My long friend the flu?
But friends that won't leave
Steal the air you breathe
They eat up your final food
None left for you
With smiling friends like these
Who needs enemies?
The decline, the defeat
The decay pick on me
Like a vinegar bath in a jar
Just like flies living off the sweet meat
And more with every hour that came
I sank down
With smiling friends like these
There will be no peace
The decline, the defeat
The decay pick on me
Like a vinegar bath in a jar
Just like flies living off the sweet meat
Just like flies living off the sweet meat
Oh, the sweet meat
Just like flies living off the sweet meat