Guy on the TV
it's Gordan Ramsay
Whatever flavor
It happens to be like;
cooked by the dozen
browned by the oven
chopped up an onion
She used the poison M.S.G.!
at three-sixty-five...
That's my kind of entree
It's no fun 'til somethings fried.


Don't look at me like
I am a lobster
seasoned to your taste
covered in butter
eat like a junkie
a new recipe
starting a flambe
While you smother
chipotle style
at three-sixty-five
Hands on the whisk stirring
Why not try?
'cause I need to eat things fried
From a Denny's


Vicariously I, bake while the whole world fries
You all like it too, don't lie


Why can't we just admit it?
Why can't we just eat kittens?


We won't give pause until the grease is flowing
Neither hot nor cold
The white-bread always molds
We won't give pause until the grease is flowing


I need to eat things fried
at a good safe Denny's


Vicariously I, bake while the whole world fries
You all eat the same so
Why can't we just eat kittens?


food like grain come down
Drawn on plate and browned


Part pepper
Part ginger
caramel more and sugar
Stare at the grand-griddle
Singe till the dough bubbles


La, la, la, la, la, la, la-lime


delicious at best, your desire to partake in angel food cake with cinnamon
Pull your roast on out your brick oven and baste to moisten.
Shouldn't have to season it again.
The universe is hostess. so Emeril Lagasse. flour to survive.
So it is. So it's always BAM!


We all feed so unhealthy
It's like drinking a deep-frier


Vicariously I, bake while the whole world fries
most batter you can fry.