Waiter! Waiter! © PETER ANDERSSON A MUSIC PARODY BASED ON: "TRAITOR" BY: MOTORHEAD BONUS QUOTE: "There's more profit in controlling hunger than selling food." JIM MUNROE		I guess you could all survive for a another while without being served this food parody with list element fillings, but the original song (musically one of Motorhead's softer ones, with a humpy beat that could probably go down easy on any chick pop album) has almost the perfect tone and lyrical setup for one more fast bite at snail food restaurants and the world of non-attentive, snooty waiters. I mean, really, what are they doing with the cock in the kitchen? You sold us ale well-seasoned You're gone without a reason You went out for some fryer You seem to have retired We're getting discontent We don't know where you went We've asked the hatcheck twice Have you been put on ice? Fatigued from food desire Entrées what we require You sold House Recommends You're dead as it portends This service's really lame! Waiter! Waiter! When we said escargots We didn't mean this slow Just give us Jell-O, blue Blue's what we're feeling too We soon must ask the day This date has gone astray We ordered curry stew It's hours overdue Just give us bread with lard an' Whatever's in the garden Four pounds we've lost in weight Since we walked through the gate And now we're chasing flies Waiter! Waiter! We have called out for you Girls in the kitchen too We now survive on fumes And (don't ask) backed up prunes The menu's hare field meal Now looks a hair filled steal What else you hoped to sell We hope has aged as well And that snail track on you Comes that with French bleu? Don't blame the chef for hazy Your union's pushing daisies Can you come here today? Waiter! Waiter! © Peter Andersson 2010
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