Through the breeze of a Summer's day, I dreamed
I closed my eyes and felt the breeze of wind
I long for the scent of food and I grind
Hotdogs, Hamburgers, french fries are pleasing
Ignore the outside world and take in the easing
Food has been there when no one was around
I am king who is worshipped and is crowned
Obtaining such pleasure from sorrow cries
I rush for the scent of food and I'm alive
This feeling will last long and soon I'll thrive
Because life's miseries cause pain inside
I'll eat my problems, I'll swallow my pride
Life is full of phonies and big liars
Go for something that will give desire