Sam Hell

Sam invents the you you want to see

Don't believe in predestiny

Bacon you never need to bring home

Sam Hell gets you redeemed

By grace alone



Sam's the mayor of First Avenue

Nothing goes on the he doesn't want to

A wife that wears his 'in' stocking hat

She's known for making good

Gravy and cat



Heart attack

Time to eat and pay

Cellulite won't wash away

You never knew if you'd been dead or

Just old

Sam Hell never gets that cold.


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