Here come the Harvest Buns,
A belly-full for everyone.
Clipped in rows
They're dominoes,
They're sick as a pig
When morning comes.

Round bum bum.
Flesh gun gun.

Spin we go
With a hi-de-ho
With a knee in the place where the hero roamed!

Here come the Harvest Buns,
A belly-full for everyone.
Clipped in rows
They're dominoes,
They're sick as a pig
When morning comes.


Lyrics submitted by SWRJones

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