Shake and bake / not a wheaties flake
Scour for hours / lemon not sours
Made to devour / blood on a flower
Feeding quarters to the parking meter like bread to a duck
You suck / my foot is stuck
And we’re all out of luck
Feeding quarters to ducks like parking meters
Garlic bread is dead / at the end of the thread
You ran the light red / but it all depends