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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