Lyrics Karl's Egg Farm - Svartby

Karl's Egg Farm

There was a man
Whose name was Karl
All dirty beard and smoking socks
He scratched his stinky balls
He had a farm
With nothing more but poultry
He bred his hens with love
«Eggs of Karl», a famous brand
They fit
Every meal
Either lord or burgher
«Eggs of Karl», a famous brand
«Eggs of Karl», a famous brand
There was a witch
Whose name’s a mess
All dirty hands and smoking warts
She scratched her stinky toads
She had a farm
With nothing more but poultry
Infesting it with toads and love
«Eggs of Karl», a famous brand
Hatch, hatch
Incubate, incubate
Cockerel eggs for the next shipment
Hatched, hatched
From famous eggs
Basilisks rip some fucking throats
All lords and burghers in the morning
Have for breakfast
Brand new «Eggs of Karl»
All town’s a mess
All panic through the streets
Greet Famous Farmer’s Eggs
Greet Famous Farmer’s Eggs