OK, Folks, you know the drill. Allright everyone, let’s gather in front of our large, 13″, Black and White TV set, and watch as a tall, lanky man in a khaki uniform strides out, introduces himself as Sheriff John, pulls out his accordion, and sings:
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Shut up and eat!
Too bad, no bon appetit!
Shut up and eat!
You know my love is sweet!
Yes, I’m cooking for my son and his wife
It’s his 30th birthday
Pour berries into my bowl
Add milk of two months ago
‘it’s moldy mom, isn’t it? ‘
I don’t give a flying fuck though
Shut up and eat!
Too bad, no bon appetit!
Shut up and eat!
You know my love is sweet!
Shut up and eat!
Too bad, no bon appetit!
Shut up and eat!
You know my love is sweet!
It’s food nouveau
It’s food nouveau
It’s the shape of love
Beat it! beat it up!
Beat it! beat it up!
Extra sugar, extra salt
Extra oil and msg
Extra sugar, extra salt
Extra oil and msg
Shut up and eat!
Too bad, no bon appetit!
Shut up and eat!
You know my love is sweet!
Shut up and eat!
Too bad, no bon appetit!
Shut up and eat!
You know my love is sweet!
You were born in the 60’s
We made a war with the vietnamese
We loved lsd, we died easily
Can we just say c’est la vie?
So what! say what! for your own sake
Do you have a headache or heartbreak?
Are you made or broken by the birthday cake?
You may be slow on the uptake
I pour pot in the birthday cake
So what! say what! for my own sake
Watch out yo! here I come yo!
I’m gonna change to a rattlesnake
Turn up the tv! do you agree?
Yeah, I’m talking turkey take it from me
I’m gonna show my love for my dove
‘but it’s moldy, mom, isn’t it? ‘
Extra sugar, extra salt
Extra oil and msg
Extra sugar, extra salt
Extra oil and msg
Shut up and eat!
Too bad, no bon appetit!
Shut up and eat!
You know my love is sweet!
Shut up and eat!
Too bad, no bon appetit!
Shut up and eat!
You know my love is very sweet!
Songwriters: MIHO HATORI, YUKA HONDA
