So after the H2H concert on Sunday, my mom and sister and I went to Golden Corral for dinner. While there we found ourselves trying to fight through buffet which was under attack by 20-odd sizeably blessed black choir members on their way either to or from an event.

These people sparked some creative juices in my sis, mom and me and we wrote the following medley dedicated to them.

When the Saints Go to Golden Corral
 (to the tune of “When the Saints go Marching In”)

Oh when the Saints
Go to Golden Corral
Oh When the Saints
Go to Golden Corral
The whole world shifts upon its axis
When the Saints go to Golden Corral

Oh when the Saints
Go to Golden Corral
Oh When the Saints
Go to Golden Corral
You know they’ll run out of dishes
When the Saints go to Golden Corral

Oh when the Saints
Go to Golden Corral
Oh When the Saints
Go to Golden Corral
You know the whole world will go hungry
When the Saints go to Golden Corral
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The second part of our medley is to the tune of “The Ants go Marching One by One”
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There’s arteries clogging one by one
Oh no! Oh no!
There’s arteries clogging one by one
Oh no! Oh no!
They keep shovelin’ in that fat and grease
They’ll keep up till they rest in peace
And they all go fallin’ down
To  the ground.
So get out
Of the way!