Grist

LYRICS
Why don’t you chew on….
Why don’t you chew on….
Why don’t you chew on this
Why don’t you chew on….
Why don’t you chew on grist
Wrestle with some gristle
You! have some fat cat stew
Chew on this it’ll make ya ill
Why don’t you pump your fist….
Why don’t you pump your fist….
Why don’t you pump your fist on this
Is this your cue for pocket-pool, too
Why don’t you sleep upon this
Would ya rather a mattress of piss
Why don’t you wake-up and share the coffee with me?

Grist.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: Capo 3 / E G / A B7
Recording: digital 1-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards and Synthesizers

From the album Eschatology
by Daniel Brouse

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