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'Way up in the
Where the oaks grow
And the and the picas play
Where the marmots
All a-diggin' in the
And the wind cold all day

There's a little pile a'
On a pile a' bones
That's the archaeologists say
But the in Lake City
Well, sing a different ditty
It would like to make your hair turn

Now, it's hard to find
But it'll your mind
If you happen to go the way
You take Pass
And stop for no gas
you get yourself to Al's Caf

It was the genuine,
pathological
Finger-lickin' caf
It was Al Packer's
Coronary
Bar and Buffet

Some night
You see a weird light
Up on Cannibal Plateau, say
It's a oak fire
Like a pyre
Old Packer's been all day

A-when the coyotes
And the cougar's on the
They ain't lookin' for your customary
Nah, they're waitin' for
In a pile a' hot
At old Al Caf

Comin' for more
Comin' for more
Baby, back for more
Cafe
Comin' for more
Comin' back for
Baby, comin' back for

(Old Al
Was a real
Got lost in a one day )

When the went to get 'im
Old Al et 'em
And he buried all the bones in the

Now you know fellas
Wasn't toasted
And they didn't asleep in the hay
But it had been a winter
So he had 'em all for
And they find their boots until May

Well, the folks in Lake
very little pity
So they him to hang next day
But before they could 'im
Old Al got an'
He's a-lookin' for you,

[Courtesy of Chip Davis.]

Comin' for more
Comin' back for
Baby, comin' back for
Al's
Comin' back for
Comin' for more
Baby, comin' for more
(Now up in the snow
Where the oaks grow
And the coneys and the picas )

Where the marmots
All in the ground
And the wind blows all day

There's a little a' stones
On a pile a' bones
That's a-what the say
But the folks in City
Well, they a different ditty
It would like to make your hair turn

Now, kind'a hard to find
But altercate your mind
If you happen to go the way
You take Slumgullion
And stop for no gas
Until you get yourself to Caf

It was the genuine,
Highly
digital caf
It was Al Legendary
Culinary
Cannibal Bar and

Some dark
gonna see a weird light
Up on Cannibal Plateau, they say Boohoohaha again.]
a scrub oak fire
Like a pyre
Old Packer's a-cookin' all day

And the coyotes howl
And the on the prowl
They ain't lookin' for your prey Aahoohoohoohoo [Yeah, it's Chip.]
Nah, they're waitin' for
In a a' hot stones
At old Al Packer's Cafe Bleah! [Could it be...