This is a story about the dangers of fast food…

Where’s my chicken? It was here just a minute ago…
Where’s the drinks? Where’s the fries? Where’d it all go, bro?
Everybody, hold on now, hold still
This food’s gotta slow slow down
I mean, I’m here, and my lunch has run off to the other side of town

See that nervous potato, going faster n’ faster?
Can’t make those sharp turns, headed for disaster
Seems so tasty Too too hasty

That food’s too fast for me – Try to snatch it
That food’s too fast for me – Can’t catch it
That food’s too fast for me

Here it comes, Here it comes
Ah here it comes, Too fast!
That food’s too fast for me – Can’t grab it
That food’s too fast for me – Like a rabbit
That food’s too fast for me – Can’t grab it

Top down open road,, golden nuggets flyin’ by
Grumbling in my stomach, high-strung french fry
Quarter pound of cow, twelve teaspoons of salt
Tense, twitchy special sauce, can’t slow down, can’t halt
36 ounces, down the gullet
Goin’ uphill, can’t hardly pull it
Headed downtown like a bullet, like a bullet

That food’s too fast for me – No dishes
That food’s too fast for me – It’s delicious
That food’s too fast for me

Here it comes, Here it comes
Ah here it comes, Too fast!

That food’s too fast for me – Let me tell ya
That food’s too fast for me – Brown n’ yellow
That food’s too fast for me

Here it comes, Here it comes
Oh there it goes….

©2018 Gunnar Madsen/ASCAP
GM: Voices, Bass, Piano, guitars, horn arrangements and drum programming.