Sacred Cows Lyrics & Tabs by Billy X. Curmano
Sacred Cows
guitar chords lyrics
The beggar in the street who I'd like to meet
kneels casually with his tin cup awaiting a treat
saying, "Cursed be them who have handed my fate
to the keeper of all on a big silver plate.
I ain't crippled, I'm lazy."
Well, the king of the Orient dubiously sits
violently and wrecklessly throwing a fit.
He points to the jester because of his wit.
and as he falls from the throne he says,
"Throw him a fish."
And the fish he holds... is not... for crying.
Now, Achilles comes in and he bares his high heel.
His followers see this and soon start to peel.
They jump on the couches eating their grapes,
but poor Achilles... forgot... to draw... the drapes
His followers see this and soon start to peel.
They jump on the couches eating their grapes,
but poor Achilles... forgot... to draw... the drapes
And seeing this, the king, who was quite conservative,
thinks only of rape.
And they live happily ever after, but ...unfortunately
...It's in the dungeon.
So, the maharja man jumps off his camel
to scratch and to tug at his shirt made of flannel,
but scratching he sees the monk roasting a cow.
He rushes to him shouting the word, "How!"
They drink and partake of a beautiful feast
until the maharaja murders him for butchering the beast
... and the laughter is heard, but it's from the cow.
Belching and burping he carries his weight
to Sheeba with whom he's gotten a date.
She walks up to him and she gives him a pat
saying, "You're not pleasingly plump.
You're nothing, but fat."
Astonished!
He jumps back screaming, "Slut!...Knave!"
And losing his balance he falls in a grave.
And looking up he sees there's only one thing to say
and he says... and he says... and he says,
"How now brown cow?"
