“All engorged! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…”

Gravy
It’s in a boat
Bobbing and floating
In a deep Gravy Moat

Maybe
The bridge will come down
To let us all into
The Good Gravy Town

Ladles, spoons and dippers
I just can’t refrain
From fillin’ up my pails on the Gravy Train
I’m bloated to the gills on the Gravy Train

I’ve sat in the bleachers
Beside gravy pools
I’ve studied the classics
At acclaimed Gravy Schools

The perfect addition
By cup or by bowl
To your mashed potatoes
Or to your dinner roll

Spatters on my clothing
Never mind the stains
I’m bigger than a whale on the Gravy Train
I’ve found the Holy Grail of Gravy Trains

I think all gravy should belong to me
Now truly that’s not so absurd
Yeah yeah yeah

Where is my crowbar,
And where is my gun?
If you have some gravy
Then you’d better run

Gravy
I no longer care
I’m letting it soak in-
To my underwear

Paula Deen, please heal me
Take away my pain
I’m out here cuttin’ loose on the Gravy Train
My bum is the caboose on the Gravy Train