Despite its name, the mysterious, legendary McRib is not made from rib meat. It consists of restructured meat products like heart, tripe, and scalded stomach. Enjoy!
Now don't yinz be dissin'. It's merely a display of synthetic, riblet-oriented excitement. Huzzah!
McRib Is Back
sonofsaf
Ronald McDonald shot his load
Shut the fuck up it’s boneless my bone
And I’m in a barbecue mode
But crying ‘bout the seasonal part
I hate meat that has bones
A flood of blood why take the gamble
A mindless ho fo show
Their playground we’ll defend, playin’
McRib attack
McRib attack from the start
McRib is back
McRib is back a la carte
The McNuggets bring the pain
The pink slime is all that you know
They’ll cause severe weight gain
Hamburger will play a part
(McDonald’s isn’t free
Donald Trump is who you’re blowing)
The big lie will deceive
So make a choice, who you believe
McRib attack
McRib attack from the start
McRib is back
McRib is back a la carte
A la carte
C'mon
Donald Trump is a clown
Butt, his Orange Prolapse is a crime
Meat’s supposed to be from a cow
Through a drive-thru we’ll depart
McRib attack
McRib attack from the start
McRib is back
McRib is back a la carte
McRib attack (McRib attack)
McRib attack
McRib is back (McRib is back)
McRib is back
McRib attack (McRib attack)
McRib attack
McRib is back (McRib is back)
McRib is back
Find Your Way Back
Jefferson Starship
You know, it's been a long, long road
Since I packed up and left on my own
And I carry a heavy load
Just trying get back to her heart
I sure ain't got no home
I seem to find love where I ramble
And when it's time to go
I hear that voice again, saying
Find your way back
Find your way back to her heart
Find your way back
Find your way back to her heart
Leave a message with the rain
You can find me where the wind blows
The snow across the pain
And the frost upon the heart
(You got no place to be
Still you wonder where you're going)
And why I had to leave
I hear a voice, it says to me
Find your way back
Find your way back to her heart
Find your way back
Find your way back to her heart
To her heart
C'mon
I know it's too late now
But, I wish I could go back in time
And start all over somehow
And get it right from the start
Find your way back
Find your way back to her heart
Find your way back
Find your way back to her heart
Find your way back (find your way back)
Find your way back
Find your way back (find your way back)
Find your way back
Find your way back (find your way back)
Find your way back
Find your way back (find your way back)
Find your way back
Easily my favorite Jefferson Airplane song. I don't have many. Believe it or not, Jefferson Airplane was in Greensburg yesterday at the Palace Theater. I was not in attendance.
To this day, I have NEVER eaten a McRib. I can't envision a scenario where I'd ever order one. I have serious issues with the term "riblet" and those who would use it excessively.
It has been a long while since I wrote a parody about McDonald's. One my earlier songs, "Slime After Slime" had a minimal degree of McPotential. (#71.)
Please do not share this material with anyone who has ever willingly consumed the blessed McRib.
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