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It's an eating machine, you better get out of the way Eating machine 'cause it could eat you too, someday Say your prayers Give us this day our daily roast beast Add in some yams and some pickled goats' feet Stockpile news interest accrues You snooze, you lose Passing's passe Live for today, Come what may It's an eating machine, you better get out of the way Eating machine, and it could eat you too, someday It's what's for dinner. Peanuts and popcorn and pepsi and bagels and buffalo wings in a red plastic basket and cornflakes and poptarts and gummi lifesavers and purple jawbreakers and Letras de cancionestummy-ache makers Kentucky Fried Chicken and Arby's and Hardee's A Happy Meal Deal in a Sadsacky package And WalMart and Target they won't leave you wanting You've got one-stop shopping your shopping bag's popping Come and get it if you want it You can have it all and you can have it now no wait at all you better hurry up things might get different any day Smart bombs and landmines and Patriot missiles and Westinghouse weapons in Boeing jet airplanes Depleted uranium clusters of cluster bombs stealthy Stealth bombers, the mighty Apache Collateral damage and rashes and maimings and spinal cord injuries and burned up babies and air raids and shelters and refugee refuges in desert wastelands no food and no future You might get it if we want it Yeah, we want it all and we can take it, now if you don't play ball you better watch yourself things might get different any day Eating machine You're what's for dinner All contents Â© 1998 by The Coma Savants. (608) 259-1030 for bookings or info. From Letras Mania