Dear Abby lyrics

Artist  : Dead Kennedys 
Song : Dear Abby



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 Dear Abby, 

Got a problem. I'm a decent, underpaid,
hardworking county coroner. It's
important that my family eat meat at least three
times a week. But we just can't
afford to with the prices the way they are. So I
bring home some choice cuts from my
autopsy subjects. Just mix in the Tuna Helper:and
ta-da! 

The whole family thinks my new meals are
delicious. They ask me what's
my secret. Abby, I think they're getting
suspicious. My smart-ass 8-year-old keeps
asking, "Where's all the meat? The red dye #2
kind that's kept in the fridge." 

If they find out the truth I don't think they'll
understand. Abby, what do I tell
my family? 
DEAR REAGANOMICS VICTIM: Consult your clergyman.
Make sure the body's
blessed and everything should be just fine.