Going to Boston for lunch
Finding the best deli I can fiddle with
Just like Gary Glitter
Just ate a baguette in my Colchester home
Wishing that I was good
Making me sick like Mama Cass
Choking on her hand sandwich
Well that is underrated

So I gave up my bucks and wrote you a
Whisper
Maybe we are born in September 1876
And I'm not too sure
And I'm not too good
And I'm not too sure
And I'm not too good
To chew with it closed

Mmmm, food a la, la, la, la
Oh yeah
Some food, I never ate it
Uh oh
Some food, don't steal it
You ahh ahh
Must ask
Must ask
Must ask
Must ask

Leaving my Bakersfield home
To the home of KoRn and 'Issues'
Wearing me out of a 'Need To' cover
So I'll am Irish and I don't talk British
Maybe we are born in 1993
And I'm not too sure
And I'm not too proud
And I'm not too produced to say

Mum, some food
Ah, la, la,, la,
Mum, some food
Ah, la, la, la, la
Some food
Make it Chinese
Some food
Oh, some food

Some food

Gonorrhoea, some food
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Gonorrhoea, some food
I am a Cardiff bloke
Gonorrhoea, some food
I need to pee
Gonorrhoea, some food

Yeah
Some food
Yeah, it was so good