Grillin'

I been doused by the rain,
Grizzled by the snow
I'm gruff and burly,
But dontcha know that I'm still
Grillin'

Out on the porch late last night
I seared a purty scallop with shrimps on the side,
Scallops,
Shallots, scallops

And I've smeared on
Poupon and used some sherry
Tilapia to frozen prawns,
Cooked on every kinda grid that's ever been ma-ade
Sizzled some salmon that was never filleted--
And if you give me

Beeeeef, braaats, aaand thighs,
If it walks or it flies,
Then I'll be willin'
To be grillin'

(Instrumental break)

Well I've tripped on a lid,
Dropped a lotta meat,
Had my eyebrows singed and I
Smell like mesquite but I'm still
Grillin'

And I've struggled with smoke and choked on ashes so,
Tastebuds are blown when I chomp a jalapeño, though
Ah, but I'm still grillin'

And I've grilled some
Capons that grew on prairie,
A rack of meat just barely thawed,
Skewered every kinda pig that's ever been slayed,
Drizzled a fat toad with sweet marinade--
And if you kill me

Deer, mice (sans Lyme)
And you soak 'em in brine
Then I'll be willin'
To be grillin'

I'll be willin'
To be grillin'