Junk Food Junkie – Larry Groce

Junk Food Junkie – Larry Groce

Nghệ sĩ: Larry Groce

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 Junk Food Junkie by Larry Groce
 #9 in 1976
 Capo 4
    
 You know I love that organic cooking, I always ask for more
 And they call me Mr. Natural on down to the health food store
 I only eat good sea salt, white sugar don't touch my lips
 And my friends is always begging me to take them on macrobiotic trips
 Yes, they are
 Oh, but at night I take out my strongbox, that I keep under lock and key
 And I take it off to my closet where nobody else can see
I open that door so slowly, take a peek up north and south     
 Then I pull out a Hostess Twinkie and I pop it in my mouth
    
 Yeah, in the daytime I'm Mr. Natural, just as healthy as I can be
 But at night I'm a junk food junkie, good Lord have pity on me     
 Well, at lunchtime you can always find me at the Whole Earth Vitamin Bar
 Just sucking on my plain white yogurt from my hand thrown pottery jar
 And sippin' a little hand-pressed cider with a carrot stick for dessert
 And wiping my face in a natural way on the sleeve of my peasant shirt
 Oh yeah!
 Ah, but when that clock strikes midnight and I'm all by myself
 I work that combination on my secret hideaway shelf
 And I pull out some Fritos corn chips, Dr. Pepper, and a ol' Moon Pie     
 Then I sit back in glorious expectation, of a genuine junk food high
    
 Yeah, in the daytime I'm Mr. Natural, just as healthy as I can be
But at night I'm a junk food junkie, good Lord have pity on me     
 My friends down at the commune, they think I'm pretty neat
 Oh, I don't know nothing about arts and crafts but I give 'em all something to eat
 I'm a friend to old Euell Gibbons and I only eat homegrown spice
 I got a John Keats autographed Grecian urn filled up with my brown rice
 Yes, I do
 Oh, folks, but lately I have been spotted with a Big Mac on my breath
 Stumbling into a Colonel Sanders with a face as white as death
 I'm afraid someday they'll find me just stretched out on my bed     
 With a handful of Pringles Potato Chips and a Ding Dong by my head
    
 Yeah, in the daytime I'm Mr. Natural, just as healthy as I can be
 But at night I'm a junk food junkie, good Lord have pity on me
 A seventies smash from Kraziekhat.