While searching for some official documents in a filing cabinet, I
came across these lyrics:

FAST FOOD MAN

The food tastes good and I'm lovin' my meal
But if I got to thinkin', it could really spoil it
When I think about wheter you wash your hand
When you scratch your balls or use the toilet

Chorus
Hey hey, fast food man
I wonder if you washed your hands
With all the things that you could do
I'm gonna be real nice to you

You cough a little, and you rub your nose
You wipe your forhead and I suppose
If I ****ed you off, you could spit on my food
And **** and shit and semen too


From my "Stupid Punk Rock" series.

--Bryan