Been a hundred years
Since this legend was born
And it’s not just hype

It’s on the window
Served up piping hot
A rite of passage they say
Take it down in increments
And you’ll want to lose that belt
This isn’t a task for mere strangers

You want to drink
You want to smoke
You want to scream
Kentucky Hot Brown

Get up and greasy
Sticking to my ribs
Crispy bread

It intimidates
Dangerous cheese
A belly buster all told
Take it down in increments
And you’ll want to lose that belt
This isn’t a task for mere strangers

You want to drink
You want to smoke
You want to scream
Kentucky Hot Brown

You saved my day
You fed my crew
Now that bourbon can lay right
It’s a fantasy
Warm and full I’m holding court
A part of the tapestry

You want to drink
You want to smoke
You want to scream
Kentucky Hot Brown

Sop it up now

John Makarewicz - Guitar
Micah Robinson - Guitar
Nick Nunziata - Bass, Vocals
Stephen Murphy - Drums, Backing Vocals

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