"Let's go, baby! Roll it" "Press control E" "Oh, do you want me to record over this talking? There's talking being recorded-" "It's fine" "Okay" Grandma says, "The toast will burn And so will you if you don't learn" Nana, nana, don't disclose the state of our souls At breakfast Auntie sobs, "Your uncle's gone Now who the hell will mow the lawn" Don't lament your abandonment At breakfast Your cousin's cigars I wonder if that poor bastard's realized that Don't love a fake girl like that At breakfast Baby says "Papapapa Oh mamamama, dadadadada" Don't just sit and take his word for it He's full of shhhhh... Lies, the scruple Pass the great food Oh Papa, where did you get that dough For that brand new suit Who was that girl on the answering machine? Don't shit until that plate is clean Daddy, don't care share his intimate affairs Maybe on Saturday, when he was feeling loose Grandpa had to go away Where do he go, we could not say Because we never ever ever ever Ever care about the grave At breakfast I go to work, you go to school You stay at home and feel like a fool But whatever, ever you do Don't complain where you chew Don't sob at nothing left for you At Whatever you got, we don't discuss our lot at... "I thought most of that was pretty mediocre" "Oh okay" "...you guys playing Tetris..." "But let's hear it anyways"