sam hell lyrics

Sam invents the you you wanna see
Don't believe in predestiny
Bacon you never need to bring home
Sam Hell gets you redeemed by grace alone

Sam's the Mayor of First Avenue
Nothing goes on he doesn't want to
A wife that wears his 'in' stocking hat
She's known for making good, gravy and cat, a cat

Heart attack time to eat and pay
The cellulite won't wash away
You never knew if you'd been dead or just old
Sam Hell never gets that cold