He can't take the street no more
Street too full, full of junk
Thinks he'll hide in his room
Room too full, full of junk
Huuuh huuh huhhuh
Huuuh huuh huhhuh
He turns on his TV., TV. full, full of junk
Processed zombies pushing junk
Junk food, junk clothes
Dressed in junk from head to toe
Huuuh huuh huhhuh
Huuuh huuh huhhuh
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Eat what you're given
And be thankful what you get
And still he screams for more
Hits the night life once again
Night life full full of junk
Huuuh huuh huhhuh
Junk is all he'll ever know
Junk music, junk dance
Too many junk-heads on the floor
Huuuh huuh huhhuh
Huuuh huuh huhhuh
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Eat what you're given
And be thankful what you get
And still he screams for more
Life, and bits of egg
Life, and chewy bits, with protein and bits of whole grain cereal, beefy bits, and bits of egg.
Ooowww
Life in the fast lane, and bits of egg
Right Stella
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Eat what you're given
And be thankful what you get
And still he screams for more
And still he screams for more
And still he screams for more
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