Evans Creek Sausages

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[Verse 1] On the east Evans Creek fire I read that board again Seventeen sausages And the line would never end Huge Italian sausages Like a club in a bun Small summer sausages Lookin' burnt in the sun [Verse 2] Patties in a paper tray Spinning on a spit The cook just grinned at me Like, yeah, all of it “sausage lings and vegetation options” Painted up in red I laughed so hard I nearly dropped My fork and walked instead [Pre-Chorus] Seventeen ways to feed the flame Seventeen names, one greasy game You say, “What’s left?” I say, “Man” There’s even more if you can stand [Chorus] Seventeen sausages Seventeen sausages East Evans Creek, I came for one Left with my head on the run Seventeen sausages Seventeen sausages (Seventeen sausages) I bite one down, then I want another [Verse 3] There was smoky garlic links And some bratwurst by the tub Turkey ones, beef ones All slicked up with love One had fennel, one had heat One was stuffed with pride One was so long it needed Two hands just to survive [Pre-Chorus] Seventeen names on the line Seventeen reasons I stood in time I swore I’d pick a single plate Then the whole damn list turned fate [Chorus] Seventeen sausages Seventeen sausages East Evans Creek, I came for one Left with my head on the run Seventeen sausages Seventeen sausages (Seventeen sausages) I bite one down, then I want another [Bridge] Vegetation on the side Beans and greens and scraped-up corn But every fork was pointed At the meat they’d born The fire kept cracklin’ The board kept callin’ my name I tried to act like I was cool But I was built for this flame [Final Chorus] Seventeen sausages Seventeen sausages East Evans Creek, I came for one Left with my head on the run Seventeen sausages Seventeen sausages (Seventeen sausages) I bite one down, then I want another