Belshazzar's Feast (1994 Remastered Version): Praise ye the God of Gold

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You might feel shame (You should feel shame) (You're an abomination) We might cross dress but that's not what's to blame. Making our coins, but it's all for food We'll do anything We're down for groups After taking some dudes from behind (I'm a top) All we wanna score is chicken fried Oh Someday somebody's gonna make you wanna gobble up a waffle fry But no go Don't you know Chick-fil-a say You'll make the baby Jesus cry (Baby who?) Dudes with boobs Gay-for-Pay Even dikes say yay So chow down at Chick-fil-A Chow down at Chick-fil-A Even if you're gay (Even if you're gay) Chow down at Chick-fil-A (I know what I want) Have it your way (Have it your way) (Yeah, take that shit) BK, McD, Subway all taste the same (Preservatives) You're tired of eating meat that just went moo (Sorry 'bout that) Taco Tuesday makes your butt spew (Hamburger Mary's Tace Tuesday Excluded!!!) (farts) (That's gross) So please don't sue us for libel (For libel) We just want a little meat without your Bible Someday somebody's gonna make you want to gobble up a waffle fry. But no no, don't you know, Chick-Fil-A says you make the baby Jesus cry. Dude's with boobs, Gay-for-Pay, even Dykes say hey So chow down at Chick-fil-A Chow down at Chick-fil-A Even if you're gay (Even if you're gay) Chow down at Chick-fil-A Come down to Chick-fil-A Don't matter if your gay (Doesn't matter) I said no mayonnaise. Fuck! God damn it! Spicy fried chicken may burn hole out Sting ring for days but that chicken's worth the pain Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I see a rainbow And on the other side there was A bucket of Polynesian sauce for me to dip my nuggets in Why is it because I live my life so gay I should not eat Chick-fil-A? I'm gonna eat it anyway They say His promise is true But what if you are a Jew? They need a Kosher meal too To bring their life to anew Closed on Sunday's, it is awful Now there's tears in my eyes No more waffle fries (Oh, man) My only bleeding hope for the fags that can't cope With the fact they hate gays but the food is so dope The chicken's to blame like shooting caine into your own vein (What?) What a shame you don't enjoy the chicken Broiled by flame You'll get fisted but to eat there is d-listed Well, I got an appetite I ain't got no pride Three queens are bottomless pits Forever in the drive-thru Honey mustard on my tits All for me and not for you Someday somebody's gonna make you wanna gobble up a waffle fry But no go Don't you know Chick-fil-a say You'll make the baby Jesus cry (No one cares) Dudes with boobs Gay-for-Pay, even Dykes say hey So chow down at Chick-fil-A Chicken chow down Chicken chow down (I'ma eat up all this shit) (That's mine) (That's mine too) Chicken chow down, baby (You're gonna want to pass that sauce, girl) Put it in your mouth Don't matter if your gay Chow down at Chick-fil-A (Bible-thumping bitches) Chicken chow down (You're awful)