Fishboy BBQ Artist lyrics

BBQ Artist

Fishboy

GENRE

Pop

SPOTIFY

APPLE MUSIC

AMAZON MUSIC

DEEZER

I was raised in smoke as a kid
In the barbecue shack my dad’s dad built with him
And every afternoon sauce from our chins
Dripped on the patio
Dad sang while prepping the ribs
"My son, every step adds up in the long run."

So I set in place as I grew
I planted projects that patiently bloomed
I would paint patrons with barbecue
Sculpted our smoker
You know her as Piggy Sue, my love
She’s got a smoke stack stuck in her lungs
She’s gotta a quote smack clear cross her front
"Every step adds up in the long run."

And in twеnty years word got out
My art covered thе shack, now a house
"Best-in-State" till the morning we found
The building had burned to the ground

It sucks
Losing something you love
Should add up, I’m not sure it does
I’ll do the math waiting for the long run

We pulled the pig from the ash
Fresh coat of pink, garden hose bath
Put her on wheels, rolled her out back
Then went to work on a snowcone shack
My son will ask about a song I once sung
And with a purple stain on my tongue
"Every step adds up in the long run."