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From the "Hell Van" days of old, when torching pickups was the thing
To beating old folks in their living rooms, all Hail the Sausage King!

With a crown of rank Chorizo, and a scepter of ground beef,
the Sausage King defends his castle from an attack beyond belief.

Three Federal inspectors demanded that King Stu comply,
so he took the Royal .44 and sentenced them to die.

He's Royalty!
Kneel before me!
Alexander the Third!
The usurpers are dead!
The braunschweiger baron!
In my holy crusade I smoked and cased the Feds!

I'm the King of this motherfucking castle!
I'm the master of all that I survey!
I regard these FSIS regulations as a hassle,
and I decree that their enforcers shall all pay!

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