American fast food

American fast food: what a stupid way to die,
American fast food – order me the jumbo fries.

Oh, it’s easy, (it’s so easy and it’s trouble free)
(It’s quite and disposable, just like me)
If I don’t stop eating this greasy American fast food.

Well, we’re undernourished, but we’re overfed,
And we’re munching on the burger with the white bread,
And we’re sucking up the sugar in a milkshake ‘til we slip into depression with a big headache,
And our arteries are crying out, “Give us a break.”

American fast food: what a stupid way to die,
Yeah, American fast food – you kiss your old age goodbye.

Oh, it’s easy, (it’s so easy and it’s trouble free)
Hey yeah, (it’s quite and disposable, just like me)
If I don’t stop eating this greasy American fast food.

You won’t have to embalm me when my life is through,
There are so many preservatives in what I eat, the job’s being done right now for you.

Oh,
“Can I take you order, please?”
“Cheeseburger, fries, and a big chocolate malted.”

I said, it’s prefab junk at an exorbitant price, and it’s bound to make you nauseous if you look at it twice,
But they’re selling you by telling you it’s food that’s fun, when it tastes like cardboard, it chews like sponge, ‘cause it’s really only garbage on a sesame bun.

(fun, fun, fun, fun, fun)
(fun, fun, fun, fun, fun)
(fun, fun, fun, fun, fun)

American fast food: what a stupid way to die,
American fast food – order me the chilli-size.

Oh, it’s easy, (it’s so easy and it’s trouble free)
It’s easy, baby, (it’s quite and disposable, just like me)
If I don’t stop eating this greasy American fast food,
I don’t stop eating this greasy American,
I don’t stop eating this greasy American fast food,
Oh, American fast food, (it’s so easy and it’s trouble free)
Whoa, yeah, (it’s so easy and it’s trouble free)
Oh, yeah, yeah, (it’s so easy and it’s trouble free)
Whoa, yeah, (it’s so easy and it’s trouble free)
Oh, yeah.