Death Row

Sittin here on death row,

behind a ton of steel.

They say before I die,

I gotta eat my last meal.

I wanna double yolked egg from an albino pigeon with fried bat wings over easy.

The left hind leg of a black giraffe cooked medium rare, not too greasy.

Smoked rhinoceros, pickled ant-eaters a plate of elephant stew.

One mandrake root and a rabbit's tongue and a jaw of cockaroo.

Oh Warden!

Now you know how I feel!

I'll be ready to die now,

Just as soon as I eat my last meal!

I hear yuh!

I want fresh tear-drops from a new-born child in a glass made in Timbuktu.

If you can't get that, try a stewed pole-cat smothered with catfish brew.

Take the ears from a rat-tailed monkey mixed with a spider's left eye.

And make me a salad of jungle roots and I'll be ready to die!

Oh Warden!

Now you know how I feel!

I'll be ready to die now,

Just as soon as I eat my last meal!