Hey, I'M Tryn' To Eat
Well I don't know if you agree.
But somethings I don't need to see.
It may be time for legislation.
Cause some commercials cause aggravation.
Talking bout the side effects of some un Godly cure.
There's just no need to constantly subject us to this fear.
And showing us a ravaged soul who's living with the plight.
Talking through their grovel hole, I tell you it ain't right.
It's not just when I'm try'n to eat when I think this is wrong.
Of course things tend to not taste sweet when they come along.
But do we really need to hear those foul disgusting words.
I'm telling you, those commercials are really for the birds.
They hope we get the message, but tell me what's the cure.
For making us in our own homes, endlessly have to hear.
These things that they think we should see.
In hopes they're saving you and me.
An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure. Well I'd rather die than have to listen to what they have to hear.
Copyright © Robert Johnson | Year Posted 2015
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