《Plagues and Bacon(Instrumental)》歌词

[00:00:00] Plagues and Bacon - Hail Mary Mallon

[00:00:09] If in the obituary column sniff it

[00:00:11] It was written by the forks and knives of Mary Mallon

[00:00:13] Fever in the stew sorta buried in rabbits and boiled cabbage

[00:00:16] Had a little lamb - it was average

[00:00:18] Could'a been a Magdellan Mary had a craft

[00:00:19] It would ask her to master the oven of Manhattan's upper class

[00:00:22] On a budget lunched with the cemetery staff

[00:00:23] Til her resume had slashed through the stomachs of the public

[00:00:26] Everyone around you is dying

[00:00:28] Everything you touch caught the pest

[00:00:29] Imagine for a second the unrest

[00:00:31] When the fruit of your labor is like a poison to the

[00:00:33] Very employers you are laboring to impress

[00:00:34] Queen Mary Midas if gold is a rose-colored virus

[00:00:36] Alive in the vilest environments around

[00:00:39] Ladle in the soup

[00:00:40] Feed you the spices in which you are later cooked

[00:00:51] Knives don't cut in the kitchen

[00:00:53] But yes those cooks might die

[00:00:55] Tied to the same folk who loved ya

[00:00:57] And then use blood for the pie

[00:00:59] Sick don't look like it used to

[00:01:01] And hearts can't eat off your fork

[00:01:03] This goes out to the tragic

[00:01:05] Cause Hail Mary Mallon wants more

[00:01:07] She placed the trays on the pots and plates

[00:01:09] Keep the goose and the gander and the possums laid

[00:01:11] Heart is good as gone with no option weighed

[00:01:14] Whatever Mary carried when the doctors came

[00:01:16] Coats on masked up orderly

[00:01:17] Hellish fever formed from the pork and beans

[00:01:20] Death came to dinner with New York's elite

[00:01:22] A cup a milk a stick of butter and some quarantine

[00:01:24] Mallon's talents a balance of beasts born

[00:01:26] From the typhoid cellulo' tell you to keep warm

[00:01:28] Death in a petticoat peddle her sweet corn

[00:01:30] To the butcher in the bowery and a felony feeds four

[00:01:32] What cop Want to tell you to keep clear

[00:01:35] Manages sandwiches well and it breeds fear

[00:01:37] On the bar near the bucket of cheap beers

[00:01:39] It's your money or your life if you continue to eat here

[00:01:42] Mary don't f**k with the cake today

[00:01:43] Please don't f**k with the cake today

[00:01:58] Not a pot luck

[00:01:59] Got a unlucky pot where the ham hock wash up

[00:02:00] Cram that slop down

[00:02:02] Fifty cots in a sickly room

[00:02:04] Each a pristine notch in her mixing spoon

[00:02:06] Mary ain't a monster a marvel of medicine

[00:02:08] Innocently hid a bit headache in the venison America

[00:02:10] Might get bedside critical

[00:02:12] Sweating in her X-eye death by dinner bell

[00:02:15] Indignance and diligence loudly how she

[00:02:16] Worked for the lawyers employing her proudly

[00:02:18] Made 'em the medicine they stayed at home drowning

[00:02:20] The fix is the Jones and Tyrone is the county

[00:02:23] We know you mean well Mary patience

[00:02:25] There ain't enough will in the world that can save 'em

[00:02:27] Good made of wood whittled down to the aphids

[00:02:29] The danger is dead and buried at St Raymond’s