dear diary the shopping line bread milk and the needle

Written by: ned flanders

Have to get some bread and milk,
always needing more,
Then to seek my dealer
needle him to give a score.

Kids are always wailing,
never any peace.
Like a wailing wall
they never seem to cease!

Damp is smelling so much worse,
should withdraw the rent..
But where else could i go,
since that bastard went.

Can never pay a bill
the Post is full of dread.
They"re going to slice me off!
I never have the bread.

All we wear is cotton
what the hell is silk!
There is only so much Benefits
that i can really milk..

 I have to meet my Dealer,
see what i can wheedle.
I need so ****ing much...

Bread milk and a needle.