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lyrics

Perfect Papa

Every Wednesday after school
Papa closes shop
Places out the wooden stool
Quickly, up I hop

‘Do not fidget, watch me closely’
Papa takes his blade
Eyes fixed firmly on the slab
Show I’m not afraid
Try not to be afraid

He slides the knife, the carcass slowly splays
‘My child’, he says 'je suis artist, pay attention'
So I hang on every word he says

And with a little tussle, he separates the muscle
And strips away the artery (ugh!)
And though it made me quiver when he handed me a liver
This is how he showed me that he loved me

Every Wednesday after school
So the weeks went by
Perching on my special stool
Waiting for my try

Papa sees me trembling
My stomach starts to churn
Handing me his giant knife
Says it is my turn (music)
Today it is my turn

‘Bring me Pierre, a pig is not a friend
He must be killed, you must do it, you will thank me
It is time for him to meet his end

I beg him not to push me, but all he does is shush me
‘You cannot change his destiny’ (poor Pierre)
I say I am too sickly, he says just do it quickly
This is how he showed me that he loved me

So I picked up Pierre
He oinked in surprise
With delicate care
I covered his eyes
I said a small prayer
And then I killed him…

But that was not enough to please my Papa

Next we bleed him, moving faster
Student learning from the master
Schling! Goes the blade
Slam goes the mallet
Entrails fall to the floor
He trims off the trotters
Pops out his eyes
And then comes back for more
Squish go the kidneys
Splurt go the brains
His body lying still
Crack go his ribs
And crunch goes his spine
Just so mama gets her fill…

Stop it Papa, no more
Leave me something to bury!

Every Wednesday after school
So I played my part
Silent on my special stool
With a broken heart

Learning how to name each bit of
the anatomy
But each snout reminds me of
My little piggy
My little dead piggy

He slides the knife, he does expertly
‘La Poule,’ he says, ‘grab the ketchup, and some lettuce
Your mother wants a BLT’

And because I am his daughter, I say yes to the slaughter
I cannot change my destiny (Oui Papa)
Although I am unwilling, I am party to the killing
And that's how Papa showed me
That's how I showed Papa that I loved him

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from La Poule Plombée, released June 3, 2016

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