Jack Foster III - Tiger Bone Wine lyrics

You say you¹re ripe for table scraps The staple of the corporal zombie He¹s got six inch teeth and eyes so, black When he stares at you he wants meat Take it from a T-Rex dinosaur In a jungle full of carnivores You got to own more bite that¹s got teeth You¹ll like the tiger bone wine King of drinks is the nature of the beast When you know that it takes all kinds No fat cat want¹s to maul your a** When you got canines Say, here kitty, kitty, is the raw nitty gritty Claw until their mortified, You¹ll like the tiger bone wine Peace of mind¹s your habitat You¹ve had it with the corporate zombie He wants to eat your lean, chew the fat He knows where you keep your Mommy Take it from the T-Rex diners corp In the jungle no one¹s keeping score You got to over bite, he¹s got reach You¹ll like the tiger bone wine King of drinks is the nature of the beast When you know that it takes all kinds No fat cat want¹s to maul your a** When you got canines Say, here kitty, kitty, is the raw nitty gritty Claw until their mortified, You¹ll like the tiger bone wine