Oats Lyrics

Artist: Guttermouth
Album: Full Length

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 fucking deal, all these brand names all around
They raise the prices, raise my rent, but do not make a sound
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 shit, now what's the fucking deal?
How the Hell should I go on if there's no more sex 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

Related:
Guttermouth Lyrics
Guttermouth Full Length Lyrics

More Guttermouth Music Lyrics:
Guttermouth - A Date With Destiny Lyrics
Guttermouth - Bruce Lee VS. The Kiss Army Lyrics
Guttermouth - Diamond Studded Bumble Bee Lyrics
Guttermouth - Gar-bage (gar'bij), a perfect example of uninteresting poetry Lyrics
Guttermouth - Guadalahabra (The La Habra Spirit) Lyrics
Guttermouth - Shave The Planet Lyrics
Guttermouth - She's Got The Look Lyrics
Guttermouth - What's The Big Deal? Lyrics