Grandaddy - Taster lyrics

Put out the word we need a new taster There's one king left and so much food to eat The interception by the last one was absolute professionalism If he's laying there saying he's sorry Tell him it's okay we learn this way Taster you're the automatic saint Taster you're the automatic one Rival sabotage a bad pot of duck stew With just one breath left he warned the dinner crew Selfless line of work the word that comes To mind with me is selflessness If he's laying down saying he's sorry Tell him it's okay we learn this way Taster you're the automatic saint Taster you're the automatic one