Good Food: Happy Family Songtext
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Good Food: Happy Family Songtext
Clear the plates
Dish washed home by eight
Mouth full sister′s date
Father's on the floor
Just broke his leg
Into the den
What did you see there?
Taco plate again
Make sure you feed her
Grandma wears a mask
Of avocado
Brother shouldn′t ask
Or else he won't grow big
And lean
And wise
And strong
Feed the world again
Keeping them so subservient
I got the bad news swinging
And everybody's singing
If you cook it all right
Then we′ll be happy through the night
I got the bad news swinging
And everybody′s singing
If you cook it all right
Then we'll be dancing through the night
Bad news swinging
And everybody′s singing
If you cook it all right
Then we'll be happy through the night
Bad news swinging
And everybody′s singing
If you cook it all right
Then we'll be dancing through the night
Studies say
Well fed families stay
Never go away
Never had the urge
To leave me alone
So cold
No food
So alone
Basting is my friend
All over turkey
Blackened in the end
And mother′s puree
Why's the meat so red
On spoils we dine
Grampus in our heads
And Junior drinks wine down
So he forgets
His pain
Please, please feed me piece of mind
Please, please feed me piece of mind
Whoa, whoa piece of mind
Whoa, piece of mind
Whoa, piece of mind
Whoa, piece of mind
Dish washed home by eight
Mouth full sister′s date
Father's on the floor
Just broke his leg
Into the den
What did you see there?
Taco plate again
Make sure you feed her
Grandma wears a mask
Of avocado
Brother shouldn′t ask
Or else he won't grow big
And lean
And wise
And strong
Feed the world again
Keeping them so subservient
I got the bad news swinging
And everybody's singing
If you cook it all right
Then we′ll be happy through the night
I got the bad news swinging
And everybody′s singing
If you cook it all right
Then we'll be dancing through the night
Bad news swinging
And everybody′s singing
If you cook it all right
Then we'll be happy through the night
Bad news swinging
And everybody′s singing
If you cook it all right
Then we'll be dancing through the night
Studies say
Well fed families stay
Never go away
Never had the urge
To leave me alone
So cold
No food
So alone
Basting is my friend
All over turkey
Blackened in the end
And mother′s puree
Why's the meat so red
On spoils we dine
Grampus in our heads
And Junior drinks wine down
So he forgets
His pain
Please, please feed me piece of mind
Please, please feed me piece of mind
Whoa, whoa piece of mind
Whoa, piece of mind
Whoa, piece of mind
Whoa, piece of mind
Writer(s): Robert Kleiner, Kevin Charles Gibson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com