we need more starch! (i gotta stop taking the subway to get to the train)

[deluged]

the ealier the morning
the longer the day
if i had things my way
we'd all be mourning
hooray!
keys swinging up and down the hall
briefcase in hand teeth whitened
atkins wrap and all
hes cutting through carbs and taking names
hes lost a few and he'll take yours too
damn the torpedos tomatoes and jalepenos!
fire the meat potions!
alarm the veggienites!
take the taste of life
awake ye dark servants of darkness
make the mark
we need more starch!
we need more starch!