MEAT FROM A PIG
(THE BACON SONG)
Nine weeks of travel, how will it affect?
Not really sure quite what to expect.
First real job to get names correct,
some never did.
We all go places that we've never seen
stuck close together trying not to be mean.
Free refills, chocolate, coffee and ice cream
were always good, though we never should
and everywhere we would be shouting...
Bacon! It's meat from a pig.
Bacon! We're lovin' it like this.
We soaked the sun up and got a nice tan,
laundry and shopping, fall asleep in the wan.
Photos of sunset, rocks, trees and the can
but no flashing.
A campsite one day, another the next.
Tent number six puked into by Becks.
Some others followed but kept on their kecks.
Drinking seriously, body shots would be
at every party and singing...
'Follow me...'
Bacon! It's meat from a pig.
Bacon! We're lovin' it like this.
It was the best time of our lives,
why did it have to end?
North American beauty in our eyes.
Can we do it again?
Hiking with the weakest link, goodbye.
Made the greatest friends.
Thirty four States of fun then home to cry.
We'll remember...
Many got injured, things swelled and they cut.
One in a cactus with needles in butt.
A KFC chicken-less so shut
but that's all a blur 'cause we'd prefer
with our dinner a little...
Bacon! It's meat from a pig.
Bacon! We're lovin' it like this.
Lyrics � 2001 Neil Kelly
This song is for the Bacon Trekkers
5, 4, 3, 2, 1... BACON!!
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