Flesh Fubar - Making a meat rope to get out of a pickle

Verse 1
Caught in a crunch, life’s got me locked,
Pickles surround me, I’m feeling shocked.
Gotta think quick, gotta make my move,
With a meat rope in hand, I’m ready to groove.
Chorus
Making a meat rope to get out of a pickle,
Twisting and turning, gotta solve this riddle.
When I’m in a jam, I know what to do,
With my meat rope ready, I’ll break on through.
Verse 2
Slicing and dicing, the flavors collide,
Bacon and sausage, can’t let it slide.
Tying it tight, got my lifeline in sight,
In this pickle mess, I’ll take flight tonight.
Chorus
Making a meat rope to get out of a pickle,
Twisting and turning, gotta solve this riddle.
When I’m in a jam, I know what to do,
With my meat rope ready, I’ll break on through.
Bridge
So when life gets sticky, and you’re feeling low,
Grab that meat rope, let your worries go.
In a world full of pickles, I’ll find my way free,
With a meat rope in hand, it’s just me being me.
Chorus
Making a meat rope to get out of a pickle,
Twisting and turning, gotta solve this riddle.
When I’m in a jam, I know what to do,
With my meat rope ready, I’ll break on through.
Outro
So here’s my story, don’t ever forget,
When you’re in a pickle, there’s no need to fret.
With a meat rope in hand, I’ll conquer it all,
No pickle too big, I’ll never fall.