Automatic Slim & the Fat Boys ~ Michael Hurley 
from "Snockgrass" 

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Slim got in the middle of a tricky situation 
E                                    F#m 
Stuck inside a roll with mustard all over 
E            A 
He wanted to scream 
           F#m           A        
But he was too much a gentleman 
                       F#m 
Thought life was for always 
             E                    
And death, a dream 

Some people call him "Hot Dog," and some call him "Automatic" 
Some people didn't like him, said he was a human zero 
No matter 'bout no names  
He's the leader of the Fat Boys 
And we gotta say,  
"He's our daddy, our hero." 

And when you get in trouble and you got no one to turn to 
Call upon the Fat Boys and they will pull you through 
You fall into the river 
And you're driftin' in the current 
Don't have no fear 
The Fat Boys are here 
                                                  
Here comes Automatic Slim and the Fat Boys 
They comin' round to play this evening after noon 
And we don't want to hear it 
If you don't want to play 
'Cause we wanna play 
This evening soon 

And we still be playin' on to midnight 
And we still be playin' in the dawn's early light 
And if you don't believe us 
Why don't you come and see us 
Oh, we be right here 
From July to June 

But ol' Slim got in the middle of a tricky situation 
Stuck inside a roll with mustard all over 
He wanted to scream 
But he was too much a gentleman 
Thought life was for always 
And death, a dream