MURDER BURGER
                                               
                                              We ate cheeseburgers insane. Outside the
                                              window a pilot flew into the crowd. We
                                              took home souvenir tattoos, not afraid
                                              of the permanent impression on the young
                                              folks, old punks, some cartoons characters.
                                               
                                              Our lunch was cold. The cops don't come.
                                               
                                              Somebody's mother is so drunk. The pilot
                                              staggers. She hits on him. Murder burgers
                                              are the latest thing.
                                               
                                              Assassinate the corporate clown. My rights
                                              to E. coli are protected by slaw. I am free
                                              to do what I want with ketchup. Do what
                                              I want! I'll do what I want with ketchup.
                                              Do what I want! I'll do what I want with
                                              ketchup. I'll put 24 packets of ketchup on
                                              my murder burgers, if that's what I want.
                                              Murder burger! If that's what it takes to
                                              make my murder burger slide on down.
                                               
                                              Murder burger slide on down! Murder burger,
                                              the toilet don't mind when I flush it on
                                              down. Murder burger with ketchup and fries.
                                               
                                              On the fifth stop of fifty-two state book
                                              tour, he swore on the radio. Hell raised
                                              the ratings and some soap was sold. Hired
                                              a broker soon to be indicted.
                                               
                                              The name of your baby is pretty. Too bad it
                                              got three arms. A pint of whiskey bought on
                                              Saturday is drunk on Sunday on your front
                                              lawn. Murder burger beer is the latest thing.
                                               
                                              Congratulations, continental congress.
                                              Congratulations, to our cheeseburger crew.
                                              Continental congress, congratulations.
                                              Your continental mental breakfast is served.