[intro] If you're down on the farm on a Saturday night If the gangs all there and the moon is right If theres lots of beer then there just might Be a family trial [Fast Tempo] [Verse] Well, the kitchen is the courthouse And the drunkards are the jury Uncle Tom's a hangin' judge But there's no need to worry [Chorus] Well, the trial here in the kitchen Is a family tradition. [Verse] There's no way you can fight it No defense is allowed The only 5th that you can take Was swallowed by the crowd. [Verse] They'll put you on the stand And tell some secret from your past The verdict's always guilty But the party is a blast. [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] You know the trial in the kitchen Is a family tradition. (it's a family tradition) [Verse] If the mercy of the court finds you When you're punished for your crime You'll be sentenced to a hangover And to come back the next time. [Outro] Well, the trial here in the kitchen is a family tradition. Yeah, the trial here in the kitchen is our family tradition.
