Richard Thompson - Fast Food Lyrics
Big Mac, small mac, burger and friesSheve 'em in boxes all the same sizeEasy on the mustard, heavy on the sauceDouble for the fat boy eats like a horseFry them patties and send 'em right throughMicrowave oven going to fry me tooCan't lose my job by getting in a rageGot to get my hands on that minimum wageCHORUSShove it in their faces, give 'em what they wantGot to make it fast, it's a fast food restaurantShakes' full of plastic, meat's full of wormsEverything's zapped so you won't get germsWater down the ketchup, easier to pour onPictures on the register in case you're a moronKeep your uniform clean, don't talk backBlood down your shit going to get you the sackSugar, grease, fats and starchesFine to dine at the golden archesCHORUSBaby thrown up, booth number 9Wash it down, hose it down, happens all the timeCigarettes in the coffee, contact lens in the teaI'd rather feed pigs than humanityCHORUS--------------------------------------------------------------------------
