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zoe mulford - stock lyrics

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[verse]
this cabbage has seen better days
the side that’s cut is turning gray
the mushrooms are all brown and dry
the potatoes have reached for the sky
the onions are putting out new green shoots
the carrots are covered with hairy roots
the chinese cabbage is limp as a sock
baby, it’s time to make stock

[chorus]
’cause everything grows and everything dies
and it all comes back in another guise
all this stuff needn’t go to waste
instead it’ll give me soup more taste
open the fridge and see what we’ve got
haul it on out before it starts to rot
chop it all up and put it in the pot
baby, it’s time to make stock
[verse]
sunday’s chicken is done and gone
save the bones, put the stock pot on
if the thing came whole and complete
you can throw in the head and the feet
i’m told the heads of fish are fine
with celery tops and a little white wine
the eyeb+lls may give someone a shock
but they sure make mighty nice stock

[chorus]
’cause everything grows and everything dies
and it all comes back in another guise
all this stuff needn’t go to waste
instead it’ll give me soup more taste
open the fridge and see what we’ve got
haul it on out before it starts to rot
chop it all up and put it in the pot
baby, it’s time to make stock

[spoken]
now this process also works with songs
that end in the middle or just go wrong
you’ve got a tune that won’t go right
or you find that the whole thing’s trite
here’s a chorus that can’t keep a verse
it started out fine, but it just gets worse
here’s one nice line in a pile of schlock
baby, it’s time to make stock
[chorus]
’cause everything grows and everything dies
and it all comes back in another guise
whether it’s soup or whether it’s art
you can just cut out those yucky parts
open your mind up, see what you’ve got
haul it on out before it starts to rot
chop it all up and put it in the pot
baby, it’s time to make stock

[chorus]
everything grows, and everything dies
and it all comes back in another guise
all this stuff needn’t go to waste
instead it’ll give my soup more taste
open the fridge and see what we’ve got
haul it on out before it starts to rot
chop it all up and put it in the pot
baby, it’s time to make stock
baby, it’s time to make stock



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