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Listen up now
This may sound odd
Coming from an elder god

When nobody believes
Don't remember your name
It's time to that the walk of shame

Now it's time to
Pay the bills
Woe is me, I ain't got no skills

Now I'm chillin
And grillin
And droppin fries
The people are
The ones who terrorize

Didn't hold the pickles
Now you're being a jerk
Wish I could curse you
But I need this work

Sorry, lady
That your tea was sweet
Please forgive me
Shall I kiss your feet?

I know I'm gonna lose it

I know I'm gonna lose it

Your kid smeared ketchup
All over the place
Dude you and your family
Are a damn disgrace

Now your fries are cold
And nasty like my heart
No, I can't replace them
Guess that wasn't too smart

So now you're whining
Want to see my boss
Or you won't come back here
Gee, what a loss

I miss the Deep Ones
Yeah they're my crew
Sorry, gotta go and
Help a jerk at drive through