Fast Food Fiasco

Lyrics

Prices rising, burgers cold, Paying more for what we're sold. Quality's shit, taste is lost, Same old crap, double the cost. Dirty floors, dirty hands, Can't believe this is our land. We wanted fast, not a mess, Now we're stuck in this damn stress. Fast food frenzy, what the hell, High prices, low quality, we can tell. Filthy stalls, no service with a smile, We’re paying gold for trash, it’s vile.

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