Put on some Pink Floyd
You eat your share of mouse droppings
before you die we all do!
You could bet on that,
just another one of those facts of life here.
Not everyone cares what’s going
into the food they’re about to serve you.
You eat your share of rat hairs
larvae’ wings of roaches,
mites and other assorted crap
I don’t want to get into a bunch
of sorted details about it,
but if you knew what was in some foods
being served to you at those take outs
or fast food type places.
You’d kill the bastards handing it to you,
then gladly spend the rest of your natural life
on death row writing appeals to the Governor
playing an harmonica singing those
Muddy Waters’ songs you can’t stand,
but listen to.
Cause you don’t wanna sound like
some sort of a racists bigot by telling those
that think playing Waters makes them come off
more black conscious more in tune
with the whole black experience.
To put on some Goddamn Pink Floyd.
This sounds like shit!