Lyric Oats

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