Oats lyrics

Artist  : Guttermouth 
Song : Oats



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 Welcome to my breakfast table this is what
you’ll find
A different kind of breakfast food that leaves
the real ones far behind
What’s the f**king deal, all these brand names
all around
They raise the prices, raise my rent, but do not
make a sound
Now I’m getting older these changes in my life
It’s the quaker man he’s the one I give my
hand
He’s the one who picks my wife for me
I think that he is god
You know it’s true
He’s the one who picks my wife for me
Jesus christ, holy shit, now what’s the f**king
deal? 
How the hell should I go on if there’s no more
sex appeal
I give you flakes
I give you puffs of corn right off the shelf
I know you never thought of that
I know you never thought of it
Stand in line for oats today