One meatball
Without the gravy
One meatball

Or nothing at all
One meatball
Without the gravy

One meatball
Or nothing at all


Oh fairest bullet
Of the bullet race
How sweet thou art

And what a taste
Oh my sweet lard
I see you make haste

Your fists are looking full
And there's blood on your face


Where's the bread
Down the hall
You get no bread with one meatball


We belong together
Like bacon and ham

We belong together
Like faking and sham
Old daddy wolf

He does the cutting
Put a weasel in the coop
That devil left nothing


Break the bread
Bicker and brawl

Stir don't shake your highball

I've wrung every drop

From the truth that comes out of me
Milked you dry on lies and dishonesty
There's a stain on the shrine

A nail for each crime
Down home delicious
Honed down vicious


Vultures lying in wait with the guilt
By a hot wet river laden with silt

There's many a slip
Between cup and lip


Down in the pig iron
With the shaven raven
Dragged kicking and screaming told

You ain't worth saving
The light of this life
Is a stanley knife

I've bled myself dry
I'm my own parasite


Where's the bread
Down the hall
You get no bread with one meatball


My !@(%e is heartbreak
A two-timing liar

She made me sweat fuel for my funeral pyre
A foul belle she's foul mouthed
Fingered on the trigger

Trigger on the lip

Where's the bread

Down the hall
You get no bread with one meatball


If you get to heaven before I do
Make a little hole
And pull me through