Story Behind the Song
A little ditty i came up with after an encounter with an oriental fellow at a Rally's in clovis. Nothing really happened, but it just stuck in my mind for a reason unbeknownst to me.
Lyrics
Well I went to my local chain,
I was served by a man named wang
I went to my local fast food dealer and i was served by a man named wang
(Chorus)
Jibberish
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Now I don't mean to be rude,
but this is not my food
now kindly take this chicken back,
and give me my mcCrude
Now sir, we can't exchange,
we can onry leallange
but if we take the chicken out
you can have a mcMange
Now wang, i don't want a McMange,
I want my McCrude
You go now!
Somebody's gonna get sued!
Chorus
So I took that wang to court
where I went and popped my cork
never stated was the fact that all my
food required a fork
While that punk declared not guilty
he was persuading the jury
stating he being a chink had something
to do with his case
he was the husband of a wife,
he was the father of a son,
and if they found him guilty then he'd
just pack up and run
now he's living underground,
and he's nowhere to be found,
selling faulty chicken nuggets to the
king of gopher town
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