The Catering Blues Lyrics - Singles - Midnight Spaghetti & The Chocolate G-strings

(Seth Casana; Mikael Glago) 

fifty-seven pounds of food get thrown away every minute 

garbage can full of spinach because the patron didn't finish 

what he put on his plate, even all that cheesecake 

but we can't reuse it because we did not refrigerate 

microorganisms creep onto the surface 

and what is their purpose? to make this food worthless? 

funk that! I'll eat anything you can dish out 

nothing you can feed me could ever really freak me out 

chicken from off the floor? you know I want more 

two-day-old crab cake? give me a damn break 

your milk has been sitting for more than two hours? 

dump out the cooler let it all go sour 

rip open the trash bag and pass me the plate 

with all the fatty oils in there, you know I could rejuvenate 

the entire nation, our refuse nation 

you know it all starts at our beverage station 

and I said oh! 

the catering blues 

another lame session of the catering blues 

I'm waiting for fast food to be the new drug 

smuggled some Big Macs in my pickup truck 

crossed the border with a kilo of french fries 

get the onion rings if you decide to supersize 

standing on the corner with some breading in my hand 

just pushing the junkie into chicken nugget land 

cleaning out the grease trap, counting my cash 

I had a secret fridge installed so I don't have to eat my stash 

'cause you know the dealer don't indulge 

banging on burritos makes you bulge 

my supplier I will not divulge 

my crispy chicken put you into convulsions 

swallowed a condom full of chocolate Frosty 

burst inside of me and I caught the brainfreeze 

underground hospitals hook me up to IVs 

chili flowing through my veins while I chew on Krispy Kremes 

too many pop stars OD on Pop Tarts 

it's all the same story, they hitting the pop charts 

want to get big only making a pop start 

pop life, pop love, breaking your pop heart 

I did the research and that's how I know 

learned my info from pop-up video 

VH1 educating the masses 

serving up a diet of corn syrup and molasses 

and I said oh! 

the catering blues 

a double glazed session of the catering blues