The Recipe Songtext
von Shakey Graves

Suddenly a child in California
It′s hot enough today
To peel the vinyl from the sofa
RC Cola tastes too sweet
They must've changed the recipe

Terribly teenage in the city
Death to disco
Fuck the hippies
Bud Light don′t taste right to me
They must've changed the recipe

Somethin' don′t taste right to me
They must′ve changed the recipe

Horribly half-grown in Ohio
Tryin' to learn the songs the kids know
Camels don′t taste right to me
They must have changed the recipe, mmm
Somethin' don′t taste right to me
They must've changed the recipe


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Somethin′ don't taste right to me
They must've changed the recipe

Finally a beggar down on King Street
Tryin′ hard to tune my E string
Singin′ "We're Not Gonna Take It" for a dollar in a jar
I only know the chorus
But it′s gotten me this far
None of this tastes right to me
They must've changed the recipe

This life don′t taste right to me
They must've changed the recipe


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We′re not gonna take it
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No, we're not gonna take it anymore
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