Guttermouth Oats Lyrics

Welcome to my breakfast table this is what you'll find
A different kind of breakfast food that leaves the real ones far behind
What's the f___ing deal, all these brand names all around
They raise the prices, raise my rent, but do not make a sound

Stand in line for oats today.

Now I'm getting older these changes in my life
It's the Quaker man he's the one I give my hand
He's the one who picks my wife for me
I think that he is God
You know it's true
He's the one who picks my wife for me

Jesus Christ, Holy s___, now what's the f___ing deal?
How the Hell should I go on if there's no more s__ appeal
I give you flakes
I give you puffs of corn right off the shelf
I know you never thought of that
I know you never thought of it

Stand in line for oats today.

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