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Artist: The Beatnigs
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Burritos
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Burritos
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At the White House tonight
You can bet they're not eating Burritos
Nor are they wearing dirty clothes
No burritos and no dirty clothes at the White House
'Cause on Nancy's thousand dollar gold plates
And white linen table cloths
They're being served by servants
With big, round faces
Big smiling teeth
And big, round eyes
Huh
But not black eyed peas and no burritos are served
To those who wear the fancy clothes
No, no, no, no, no
On the menu for those in the silk clothes
There's turkey, ham and beef roast
One or all, but no, burritos
Huh!
Buttered rolls and baked potatoes
All washed down by purple grapes squished by brown toes
That they wave under their nose
Before it goes
Down the throats
Of those
Who never have to eat
Burritos
And for desert
It's American pie!
A feast for the eyes of those who could only afford to eat burritos
What's ate in the street
Those burritos
Huh
That cheese rice
And beans called pinto
All wrapped and salsa-ed in steamed dough
A cheap treat to eat in the street
When there's no place else to go
To eat those, burritos
In a Christian country
With a Christian president
Who feeds missile silos
And buys little green clothes for his Rambos
It costs lots to make those commandos' silos goes
Huh
Two hundred and fifty thousand dollars
For each missile we fired in Libya
We may as well have had a White House dinner with all that dough
Or bought seven million
Eight hundred trillion
Nine jillion
Three hundred billion times eight
To the square root of 93 billion point three four
Burritos
Huh
I'm bad!
I'm bad!
I'm bad!
I'm bad!
I'm bad!
I'm bad!
I'm bad!
I'm bad!
I'm bad!
I'm bad!
I'm bad!
I'm bad!
Willie Nelson with Farm-Aid
McDonald with Live Aid
Rock Hudson
Liberace
Many people we all know
With real AIDS
And Ronald Reagan
With Contra aid
But where's the aid for
Those who can only eat
Burritos
Huh
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