Lyrics

Low and Slow

Set the smoker to 225, salt the pork shoulder overnight
Rub in the cayenne the mustard and the pepper
Pull out a folding chair sit there forever

There’s one thing I know how to do, make the pulled pork barbeque
Sit in the smoke and watch the world go up in flames

Some people gonna give up the ghost, some visualize what they want the most
Some see Jesus in a piece of toast when times get hard
I ain’t no chicken don’t know he’s dead, playing kickball with his own head
I’m iced tea babe I’m wonder bread, I keep it cool in my back yard

There’s one thing I know how to do, make the pulled pork barbeque
Sit in the smoke and watch the world go up in flames

I keep it low, real low
I take it slow, so slow

Everybody wants to be the boss, everybody got that special sauce
You got somewhere to be baby, that’s your loss
all I want is my time

There’s one thing I’m gonna do with it, make the pulled pork barbeque with it
Sit in the smoke and watch the world go up in flames