Lyrics
When I die you can cut me up and take all that you please,
Expressing willingness to donate organs upon death.
But pity the poor dumb fool who gets my bleeding spleen.
Cautioning against the consequences for someone obtaining the speaker's spleen.
Corn pone, I born tomorrow, my bone marrow protein filled
Describing a hearty, protein-rich composition, possibly symbolizing the speaker's essence.
Scotch whiskey Men of Tain have come to split your skills.
Referring to the Men of Tain, known for Scotch whiskey; suggesting a formidable challenge.
Hey, hey
Repeating the warning or declaration, possibly with emphasis.
I got your heaven, I got your burning hell, I got it all right here.
Claiming possession of both heaven and hell experiences.
Wrap them tight in zip-lock bags to benefit good medicines.
Suggesting preserving organs in zip-lock bags for medical use.
If bad, you can toss them back and stuff them in sausages.
Humorously proposing an alternative use for organs if deemed 'bad'—in sausages.
Isn't it something so becoming, a gentlemen of good taste.
Highlighting the charm of possessing refined tastes.
The appetizer's quite the pleaser, but might you pass the pepper please this way.
Commenting on the pleasing nature of the appetizer, with a request for pepper.
Hey, hey
Reiteration of possessing both heaven and hell experiences.
I got your heaven, I got your burning hell, I got it all right here.
Blank line, potential pause or emphasis shift.
Fertilizer makes your corn row higher, but makes your back yard stink.
Commenting on the dual nature of fertilizer—beneficial for crops but unpleasant in the yard.
And all the crows know where the wind blows, where water sinks.
Metaphorically alluding to the influence of external factors on one's surroundings.
Hey, hey
Reiteration of possessing both heaven and hell experiences.
I got your heaven, I got your burning hell, I got it all right here.
Final confirmation of holding both positive and negative life experiences.
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