| Fryingpan-Man |
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| In the pan parts of a man |
| All cut up, gettin' all cooked up |
| Over a fire that never tires |
| A life of toil for the oil |
| With blood and sweat brought to boil |
| Relentless ain’t this fuckin' hell? |
| In the pan a face of a man |
| Intensely hurtin', intensely blurtin' |
| «ain't it done, ain’t I done?» |
| But the fryer’s a liar and heats up higher |
