BEEF SCARECROW LYRICS
	Oui, Monsieur Papillon Oui, Monsieur Papillon Je mange ton homme jambon Yes, Mister Butterfly I eat your ham man I see your ham man So delicate and sweet I simply have to eat him He's fashioned out of pig meat Oui, Monsieur Papillon Je mange ton homme jambon Yes, Mister Butterfly I eat your ham man He is delicious So tasty and complete A little like a porridge man But not as oaty Oui, Monsieur Papillon Je mange ton homme jambon Yes, Mister Butterfly I eat your ham man Sleep, pretty butterfly Alone in your dreams I must eat your man of ham While you are asleep Your unconscious chrysalis Oblivious to me And my burglary And when you come awake You get so mad at me You turn into a caterpillar And suck my bones dry And I become a pillar Of hoover dust and grit And I begin to wish that I didn't eat it Oui, Monsieur Papillon Je mange ton homme jambon Yes, Mister Butterfly I eat your ham man Words by Waen Shepherd 2005 Copyright Control Written during the sessions for "Beef Scarecrow" BACK TO MAIN LYRICS PAGE
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