ONE Meatball
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(remix lyrics coming)
One meatball
Without the gravy
One meatball
Or nothing at all
One meatball
Without the gravy
One meatball
Or nothing at all.....
Oh fairest bullet
Of the bullet race
How sweet thou art
And what taste
Oh my sweet lard
I see you make haste
Your fists are looking full
And there's blood on your face
Where's the bread?
Down the hall
You get no bread with one meatball
We belong toghether
Like bacon and ham
We belong together
Like fakin' and sham
Ol' daddy wolf
He does the cuttin'
Put a weasel in the coop
That devil left nuttin'
Break the bread
Bicker and braw
Stir don't shake- your my highball
I've wrung every drop
From the truth that comes out of me
Milked you dry on lies and dishonesty
There's a stain on the shine
A nail for each crime
Down home delicious
Honed down vicious
Vultures lying in wait with the guilt
By a hot wet river laden with silt
There's many a slip.....
....Between cup and a lip
Down in the pig iron
With the shaven raven
Dragged kichin' and screamin' told.....
...."You ain't worth savin'"
The light of this life
Is a stanley knife
I've bled myself dry
I'm my own parasite
Where's the bread?
Down the hall
You get no bread with one meatball
My heroine is heartbreak
She made me sweat fule for my funeral pyre
A foul belle she's fould mouthed
Fingered on the trigger
Trigger on the lip
Where's the bread?
Down the hall
You get no bread with one meatball




If you get to heaven before I do make a little hole
And pull me through

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to PIG's song One Meatball appear to be a combination of original lyrics and remix lyrics. The original lyrics to One Meatball describe a person who has only one meatball to eat, without any gravy or bread to go along with it. The song uses this simple metaphor to express feelings of loneliness, powerlessness and despair. The singer laments that he is unable to afford more food, and imagines the other customers in the restaurant eating their meals with relish while he can only watch. The lyrics paint a picture of a society where even basic necessities like food are not accessible to everyone, and where some people are forced to go without.


The remix lyrics to One Meatball continue to explore themes of desperation and despair, but in a more abstract and surreal way. The lyrics reference bullets, lard, wolves, weasels and vultures, creating an imaginative world where violence and danger are never far away. The use of dark and violent imagery suggests that the singer is grappling with intense emotions and potentially dangerous situations. The line "If you get to heaven before I do make a little hole and pull me through" suggests that the singer is hoping for salvation or rescue, but is unsure whether it will ever come.


Overall, the lyrics to One Meatball suggest that the singer is grappling with feelings of isolation, poverty, and danger. The song uses a variety of vivid and imaginative images to convey these themes, making it a rich and complex piece of writing.


Line by Line Meaning

One meatball
I only have one meatball to eat.


Without the gravy
I don't have enough money to afford the gravy.


Or nothing at all
I either have one meatball or no food.


Oh fairest bullet
Oh beloved gun, you have such a sweet taste.


Of the bullet race
You are the best of all weapons.


How sweet thou art
You have a pleasant taste when used.


And what taste
You are so delightful and satisfying.


Oh my sweet lard
My beloved fat, I see you approach me quickly.


I see you make haste
You are approaching me rapidly.


Your fists are looking full
You have brought me food to eat.


And there's blood on your face
You have just finished a fight or a hunt.


Where's the bread?
Where is the bread to go with my one meatball?


Down the hall
The bread is located in another room.


You get no bread with one meatball
I cannot afford bread with my one meatball.


We belong together
We are a perfect match.


Like bacon and ham
Like the two popular meats that complement each other perfectly.


Like fakin' and sham
Like two cheap alternatives that do not truly complement each other.


Ol' daddy wolf
Father wolf, the leader of his pack.


He does the cuttin'
He is responsible for the slaughter of animals.


Put a weasel in the coop
Trickery was used to capture a weasel and keep it in a confined area.


That devil left nuttin'
The weasel managed to escape and take what it could with it.


Break the bread
Let's eat together.


Bicker and braw
Let's argue and fight.


Stir don't shake- your my highball
Let's mix together well and enjoy each other's company.


I've wrung every drop
I have squeezed everything out of myself.


From the truth that comes out of me
I have been honest with myself and others.


Milked you dry on lies and dishonesty
I have taken advantage of you with deceitful behavior.


There's a stain on the shine
The good is tarnished by something bad.


A nail for each crime
A punishment for every wrongdoing.


Down home delicious
Very tasty and satisfying.


Honed down vicious
Excessively dangerous and cruel.


Vultures lying in wait with the guilt
Those who are guilty are being watched over by malicious people.


By a hot wet river laden with silt
Next to a murky and polluted river.


There's many a slip.....
There are many unexpected occurrences.


....Between cup and a lip
Things change between the moment of promise and that of fulfillment.


Down in the pig iron
My life resembles that of a pig in a steel factory.


With the shaven raven
With a bald black bird, likely a crow, as a companion.


Dragged kichin' and screamin' told.....
I was taken against my will and protested loudly.


...."You ain't worth savin'"
Someone told me that I was not worth saving.


The light of this life
The bright part of existence.


Is a stanley knife
Very sharp and potentially dangerous.


I've bled myself dry
I've lost all of my energy and resources.


I'm my own parasite
I am draining myself of everything I have.


My heroine is heartbreak
My most powerful emotion is the pain of heartbreak.


She made me sweat fule for my funeral pyre
She tormented and exhausted me until I was headed for my own self-destruction.


A foul belle she's fould mouthed
A repulsive beauty with a dirty mouth.


Fingered on the trigger
Poised to take certain actions that may be harmful.


Trigger on the lip
Automatically prepared to act aggressively or violently.


If you get to heaven before I do make a little hole
If you die before me, make room for me in heaven.


And pull me through
And help me get there safely.




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