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I come to fast food like to my home

How nice around me, how very pretty

Around here people eatin' and spittin'

The food is fast and thoughts are sweety

And our stomachs fly open

Towards the food we hope it’s graceful

The pork, the ketchup and the oats

And our happiness is tasteful

I keep enjoying myself

Food in my brain

I keep on eatin', I’ve got no pain

In quiet silence I seat for hours without fear

I found myself the right direction

And my religion is digestion

I believe in coca-cola

And it’s clear

I’m the king of fat

And love food to destruction

I’m always on the top

And full of best production

And there is nothing wrong

I can sit here for ages

I’m not concealing

The real nature of myself

I’ve got no strength to stop I can’t get enough

Cause when I’m eatin', I’m dumb 'n' deaf

I’m becoming something greasy

And I feel so good

Oh pretty world inside my plate

The world of «fake"that I have made

Now I am what I eat

So welcome to fast food

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