The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
Stanley Joe is a bunko man
He'll take your money whenever he can
He’ll steal your wits, he'll steal your breath
Run away and fake his death
He never talks none about his personal wealth
That's a little matter that he keeps to himself
He’s probably got a family in every state
Like his selection of license plates
Daddy where did you go?
Stay right there, I don't wanna know
You left your wife, run out on your kid
That ain't all you did
He's got a black mustache and he's really tall
The bigger they are, the less often they fall
He's got a Cadillac convertible that's really sweet
He gets more ass than a toilet seat
He'll show you a contract until you agreed
Print so fine that you can’t even read
He’ll rent you the ink and sell you the pen
And you'll never see him again
Daddy where did you go?
Stay right there, I don’t wanna know
You left your wife, ditched your kid
That ain't all you did
He took off running across Arkansas
Always three steps ahead of the law
The cops found his name on a new tombstone
What happened is still not known
Daddy where did you go?
Stay right there, I don't wanna know
You left your wife, you fucked your friends
I guess that's how it ends