The Taste of the Smell of a Horse Lyrics

I, in a moment of weakness and raving with hunger

Went into the shop of the questionable monger

Led down to the cave where he ripens the cheeses

The Comtés and Gruyères and the Goudas and Bries, then

He took one and sliced off a hunk, said admire the funk

Of the barnyard, of hay, wool, and grass

The taste of the smell of a horse is acquired, of course

But it reeks of refinement and class

I had some doubts about what the old monger was saying

Equestrian aroma and flavor dismaying

Is there no other cheese that I might find alluring

Something creamy and sweet, not beastly and manuring

He told me it's my time to shine, to not mind the rind

That was covered in fungus and mold

The taste of the smell of a horse is a powerful force

For the wealthy and sexy and bold

I held the slice, so milky white

I took a bite, and saw the light

I shed a single tear as I savored the flavor

And turned to the man I would now call my savior

He smiled and left me alone in the darkness

I feasted and gorged as the weeks and the months passed

And so I am bound to the cave, my dairy-filled grave

The products of goat, sheep, and cow

The taste of the smell of a horse, forever endorsed

For it is my everything now

The taste of the smell of a horse, I'll die at the source

For it is my everything now

The taste of the smell of a horse is acquired, of course,

But it is my everything now