-> "At the Trough"
Original Song Title:
"At the Cross"
Original Performer:
Old Gospel Song
Parody Song Title:
"At the Trough"
Parody Written by:
Bryant Oldham
The Lyrics
At The Trough (At the Cross)
1. Alas, and did my soul feel faint, and did my stomach growl;
I got right up and hauled my ass straight to Golden Corral.
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At the trough, at the trough, oh excess and delight!
Where the buttons on my pants blew away,
It was there by gluttony I stuffed my face,
And lived to eat another day.
2. Was it for french fries I had scarfed He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing catfish by the ton and pie beyond degree!
3. Well might the sun in darkness hide from all I shoveled in,
The piles of okra, chicken fried: am fat, but once was thin.
4. Thus might I hide my blushing face when lunchtime doth appear,
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, now bring my ass more beer!
5. A million carbs can ne’er delay the next plateful I stow,
Dear Lord, please pass the barbecue, and let the lipids flow!
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