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Let me introduce you to a cactus named High-Five You won't find a kinder, gentler, nicer succulent alive The only problem was he loved to give high-fives And the needles on his hands were sharp as Oriental knives All the animals would laugh as they walked by And they'd make fun of him and kick up rocks and dust into his eyes And even though the cowboy never joined in He's just standin' there watchin' with some whiskey and a grin After years of torment, poor High-Five gave up He just stood there on the ranch collecting water in his gut And then a dry spell hit the ranch for 7 years And I bet you couldn't guess who came up sobbing and in tears... Dear High-Five, we're sorry And our well is dry Dear High-Five, we're thirsty To which High-Five replied.... Don't you cry I'll let you take and eat my arm If you can promise not to do me harm I don't want my friends to starve So go to the toolshed and bring the saw Bring the whiskey and a rag that you want You look parched so let's get this done And so they praised High-Five, his sacrifice Letras de cancionesWould save all of their lives... (Kazoo solo) And so they hacked up every inch of his left arm And the animals and cowboy, they drank with disregard And no sooner after all their tongues were wet All the animals and cowboy started teasing him again At this High-Five let out a bellow of a laugh He said 'My friends, I'd hoped you'd all be less predictable than that Cuz I made a pact with all the buzzards and the rats If they'd feed me all the poison they could find in that there shack There'd be plenty of twitching carcasses around For I have poisoned all my juices to destroy this little town Say your prayers as your eyesight fades away And prepare to be the main course of a scavenger's buffet... From Letras Mania