Lyrics:
collapsing
'Til the seas rose and the buildings came crashing
We cried oh
Everywhere, everything, wanna love you
'Til we're food for the worms to eat
She's got cigarette on each arm
She's got the lily-white cavity crazes
She's got a carburetor tied to the moon
Pink eyes looking to the food
I like food, food tastes good
Вкусный бургер, жирный фри
Ножки кур и наггетсы
Телок, кетчуп я люблю
Отвали, а то сожру
А пойдемте все жрать
Food and music and good old friends
Thats how life should be
Food and music and good old friends
Just what everybody needs
No reason for
you wanna go out?)
To this cute place on the beach
They do really nice food (how you gonna get there?)
I mean, it's right on the beach
Come through,
Plants and rags
Ease myself into a body bag
Plants and rags
Ease myself into a body bag
Dreamt of a man
He fed me fine food
He gave me shiny
Empty plate
Come inside
Your food's
Gotten Warm
Chew
On my soul
From the
Out inside
I tasted it
It was porcelain
Call it fate
Empty plate
you can't watch your wife
And your outside women's too
'Cause when you're out with your woman
Your wife will be at home
Cooking your food, doing
ungrateful
But I'd rather be an ally
Than be stuck on your plate, oh, whoa no!
Food chew be bop
Food chew be bop
Food chew be bop, food chew
Food
you can't watch your wife
And your outside women's too
'Cause when you're out with your woman
Your wife will be at home
Cooking your food, doing
(Food clothes medicine)
Heh, so y'all know it's nearly a hundred and ten degrees in this f***in' vulgar room domain.
Got the motherf***in' face
In a world of fast food
Where flavors collide
There's a place where taste and size
Coincide
In a world of fast food
Where flavors collide
There's
C’est au Mahattan fast-food Dakar Sénégal cinéma le Paris,
Demain je serais parti,
La gare Dakar, Bamako Mopti
Y’a pas de problèmes? Tout va bien
Watch TV at your house
All day long food network
Watch TV all day long
At your house food network
Yeah, I ate food today
I ate something
I ate something
There's plenty of food on the table
Lots of love in the house
The children all do what they're able to do
We got so much to be happy about.
I
we just made love)
No matter how good the food may taste
(No matter how the food may taste)
I'm still thinking about your body baby, yes I am
(It's
Here is Bub
Bub loves food
Any colour, all the colours, it's all good
He's a fan of all the flavours under the sun
He puts them in his tummy one by
You tell your friends you're just well built
But maybe you're fat. Have you thought about that?
You've got to bite that food, got to bite that food
type shit
I canceled her, kick her out the stu' type shit
A silent hitter, I just keep it cool with you bitches
A solid nigga, countin' dog food type
Money, armies
Pro-life, pro-choice
Food for bodies
Food for thought
Drought and famine
Floods and methane
Systems failing
Boring blaming
What's
no enemy
But winter and rough weather
Who doth ambition shun
And love to live in the sun
Seeking the food he eats
And pleased with what he gets
Come
you can't watch your wife
And your outside women's too
'Cause when you're out with your woman
Your wife will be at home
Cooking your food, doing
and afraid of breaking
The food is hot and the tables are ready
But my stomach's knots make my hands unsteady
So I take to pacing up and down the room
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