Feasting slow on lifes hamburger,
hold the pickles and tomatoes.
Cries and fries,
Go dry your eyes.
"Sir, there's napkins on the tables."
Onion rings and heartless screams;
Burger Kings and greasy dreams.
Taco johns, your pain long gone.
Push down your coke, the race is on.
Pizza's stacked up five feet tall.
The voices speak, their lipid call.
Choke down your guilt, this lifes a
You'll get a toy in every bag.