Pork Chop Song

I was in a big hotel, outside of Baltimore

They they had me handcuffed to the big turnstile

My stuffwas rusted, yes I was busted

But I knew I would prevail

Then a big old bald headed angel

Fluttered down on feathered wings

He said now Pork Chops, is good with gravy

But you don't have to steel what you don't need

I said I was hungry, I didn't have no money

If I cut myself I probably would not bleed

I know I was stupid, but so was that cupid

That gave me them's desires them's meats

Then a big old bald headed angel

Ask me where I was from

I said near Tulsa, he said why don't ya'

Go back home and get a job that'd he some fun

Well I said I had me a job, and it was a good paying job

As a cook in a cafe outside town

And we'd have the Pork Chops every night on special

And I guess that's where the wrinkle met the frown

Then a big ol' bald headed angel

Said there's places you can go to get some help

There's Pork Chops Anonymous

And it don't cost much

Just be honest with the group, an' be yourself

To make a long story, shorter

They let me go with a warning

If I promised to have myself

As I was leaving the jail house

This sign on anearly restaurant window

Said c'mon in we got these Pork Chops on special

Then the big ol' bald headed angel

Said you're gonna have to quit this stuff some time

I started shakin', probably from temptation

But I was able to "just say no" that one time

I was in a big hotel, outside of Baltimore

They had me handcuffed to the big turnstile

David Munyon: vocal, guitar

Chris Jones: guitar

Beo Brockhausen: percussion

Hans-Jörg Maucksch: bass