Your bacon best be sick

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Your bacon best be sick is the official national anthem of the savanna crescent dyke.

Lyrics

I bet you have head lice
Taking up space, running out of mace
Spraying mace in your face
It's pretty but times last, and things became in the past
I'll leave you with that
Oh, I fell in love with bacon bits, you know your just like me, macaroni
I made a bacon cake, about a bacon cake
I'm in the habit of bacon bacon cakes baby baby bacon cakes
Now that you can seeeeeeeee OH OHH WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Just have some wallpaper, your car crashed into the roof, now your dancing, making bacon, kids hate ozzy osborne.
This car is fine, despite the roof. Head rush, midnight daylight your bacon best be sick, bacon sick.
Not what you make of three
I'm just a hologram, you can see, but can't consume
I made a bacon cake, about a bacon cake
I'm in the habit of bacon bacon cakes baby baby bacon cakes
Woooooooooooooooooooooooooo
I'm just a catastrogram, I bet you want a plate of peas now.