Then take to the stars for a little sparkle
Observe and then ask for a loan
If burnt is your ticket from the sun
Your eating fast food all alone

That was defiantly MSG free
Here's oatmeal for your toil
Your the salt of the earth no doubt
And pashin is not your foil

Now if your a baby bear kind of kidlet
Love dreams for you don't come
But I'll make a little pablum for your bottle
Until mother nature comes