“They Are The Walrus”
A Poem by the El Food Brothers, Aged ‘should know better’
To the tune of ‘I Am The Walrus’
El Food One with El Food Two as El Food Bros
And we are all alone
See how they hide like nuns on the run, its like slide-rs
I’m Starving
Sitting by the Blue Pig, wishing we were over there
Corporation freebie, stupid bloody Monday
Man we’ve been naughty boys. We should be back at Pie and Ale
We are the El Foods, they are the Walrus
This Is Bullshit, Je-Je-Jesus
We could be sitting, pretty little pizzas over at Dough
See how they taste, less speed more haste, see how they roll
I’m starving, I’m starving
I’m starving, I’m starving
Yellow leafy bullshit, dripping from a Calzone pie
Dirty Donner Americana Goats Cheese Falafel Wrap
Boy you been a naughty girl you let your offer down
We are the El Foods, they are the Walrus
This Is Bullshit, Je-Je-Jesus
Sitting in a Booth waiting for the ‘zone
If the Calzone don’t come
We could have ran from paying and felt less pain
We are the El Foods, They are the Walrus
This Is Bullshit, Je-Je-Jesus B-B-B-Bullshit Je-Je-Jesus
Meantime sc-meantime four quid jokers
Don’t you think the barman laughs at you?
See us not smile, unlike at Blue Pigs in a sty, we cried
I’m starving
Cheeseburger calzone, might be up the Eiffel Tower
Wish I’d had a penguin failing that a banana
Man you should have seen them cooking your Calzone
We are the El Foods, they are the Walrus
This Is Bullshit, Ju-Ju-Jeusus B-B-B-Bullshit
Je-Je-Je-Jesus, Th-th-this is Bullshit
Bull shit, bullshit Je-Je B-B-Bullshit Je-Je-Jesus
Je-Je-Jesus
Je-Je-Jesus
Je-Je-Jesus