Fast Food — текст песни (thompson richard)

Big Mac, small mac, burger and fries
Sheve `em in boxes all the same size
Easy on the mustard, heavy on the sauce
Double for the fat boy eats like a horse
Fry them patties and send `em right through
Microwave oven going to fry me too
Can`t lose my job by getting in a rage
Got to get my hands on that minimum wage
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Shove it in their faces, give `em what they want
Got to make it fast, it`s a fast food restaurant
Shakes` full of plastic, meat`s full of worms
Everything`s zapped so you won`t get germs
Water down the ketchup, easier to pour on
Pictures on the register in case you`re a moron
Keep your uniform clean, don`t talk back
Blood down your shit going to get you the sack
Sugar, grease, fats and starches
Fine to dine at the golden arches
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Baby thrown up, booth number 9
Wash it down, hose it down, happens all the time
Cigarettes in the coffee, contact lens in the tea
I`d rather feed pigs than humanity
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