When I look on my plate
It's always with a sense of hunger
I always want to eat
For every dinner, my darling drinks
No matter juice or beer or wine
Has one thing except drink
It's a, it' s a, it's a
It's a food
It's a food
Everything I eat
Everything I ever eated
Every restaurant I've ever been
Everywhere I'm going to
It's a food
At home they give me food to be strong
So pure and healthy with many calories
They didn't quite succeed
Waiter forgive me
I tried not to order a new food
I call you again
All food you gave me isn't enough
And I still want to eat
So I look on my plate
Forever with a sense of hunger
I always want to eat
...
I used to be a cook
Work in different bars
And in restaurants
Now I work in prisons
In many popular prisons
I used to choose a food
Feel the hunger in prisoners eyes
Listen as crowd would scream
"We want to eat! Bring me a food!"
One minute I have a recipe
Next I felt bad smell
Impatient was obvious
In jail's restaurant, in jail's restaurant
I hear Sing Sing plates are ringing
Alcatraz bad guys are singing
Be my good breakfast, lunch and dinner
Or I wouldn't be a winner
For some reason I can't explain
I know some prisoners won't be satisfied
They wouldn't say thanks or hello
You can only dream about it
Prisoners wait
For my food on a cold plates
As hungry dogs
Oh who would ever want to be chef?
I hear Sing Sing plates are ringing
Alcatraz bad guys are singing
Be my good breakfast, lunch and dinner
Or I wouldn't be a winner
For some reason I can't explain
I know some prisoners won't be satisfied
They wouldn't say thanks or hello
You can only dream about it
Oh oh-oooo- oh-oooooo...oh-oooooo....
Post je objavljen 14.05.2010. u 23:29 sati.