Stackside Meats Jingle

[Intro – sung] Down by the stacks where the crews blow heat, Get your coils, your cuts, your stew bones cheap. Short little jaunt to the flavor on the street, Follow your nose to Stackside Meats! [Verse – sung] Shoulder for the pot, steak for the pan, Dribble down your chin from the mead drizzled ham. No credit, friend, but there’s still a treat— Ring the bell, ask for ends, leave fed on your feet. [Chorus – big & catchy] Stackside Meats, Stackside Meats, Where the smokehouse hums and the shift crews eat. Cuts, coils, bones all dripping sweet— Stackside Meats… where the smoke meets the street!