Broke Old Men Band: "Ground Round Fit for a Patty Melt"

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Full Moon Dirge
(for Zues)

Everything was going well
A rare day of peace
Until the evening rolled on in
That would bring him to his knees.

Oh, how could he have known
His fate as he lay upon that bed.
He was due a late night consultation
In the Office of the Dead.

(CHORUS)
He was a traveler
On a quest of a devine plane,
But he was brought down,
They say he was mowed down,
Oh yes, he was shot down,
Like a full moon runaway slave

Everything was going bad
Just another night in hell
Mashed up in the ole’ grinder
Ground round fit for a patty melt

Oh, but how could he escape
His pride hung on by a thread
He was due a late night consultation
In the Office of the Dead

(CHORUS)