"I dreamt I was sittin' in a swell cafe, hungry as a bear.
My stomach sent a telegram to my throat: "There's a wreck on the road somewhere."
I heard the voice of a pork chop say: "Come unto me and rest."
Well you talk about your stewing beans, I know what's the best.
You can talk about your chicken, ham and eggs, turkey stuffed and dressed,
But I heard the voice of a pork chop say "Come unto me and rest."
http://creepsrecords.blogspot.com/2010/07/jim-jackson-i-heard-voice-of-pork-chop.html
