Steak Sauce A Tribute to Marks Son by The Medium Marks Lyrics

(Intro)
You were born in the Golden Corral
You died in the Golden Corral

(Chorus)
Living in the dark
Without my son

(Verse 1)
Two-pound napkin on the table
We abandoned you for good

(Chorus)
Living in the dark
Without my son

(Verse 2)
You were brown red and brown
Joe had his way with you

(Chorus)
Living in the dark
Without my son
(Verse 3)
Not too soft
Not too hard
Just the right amount of soft and hard

(Chorus)
Living in the dark
Without my son

(Verse 4)
Never judge a book by its cover
You had the heart of a dead cow
You were captured by the Golden Corral

(Chorus)
Living in the dark
Without my son

(Verse 5)
You were 178 miles away
That is where you will stay
Consumed by the Golden Corral

(Chorus)
Living in the dark
Without my son
(Verse 6)
Three hours and fifty-five minutes (five minutes) from here
You never had any ears
Absorbed by the Golden Corral

(Bridge)
You stole my bargain meal
These wounds will never heal

(Chorus)
Living in the dark
Without my son

(Outro)
And now I turn on the light
Still living without my son