| 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.
 LyricsWell 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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