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Come on in, get off the street
Almost good enough to eat
Step inside and you'll get fed
Probably not walk out dead
Sit all day outside and beg
And you might can buy one egg
Choke it down and grab some pie
Off the plate of the next guy
Food so good, a taste to thrill
Hope you like your sausage chilled
Black ants in the pepper mill
At the all-nite diner grill
Jukebox, ten plays for a dime
Loops the same song all the time
Waitress has a horse's face
Stablehand cleans up the place
Table's greasy, coffee's cold
Grits are gritty, smells like mold
Paper rack's the worst I've seen
Copies of CRUNCH magazine
Food's okay, a taste to thrill
Heatin' it goes on your bill
Two bites average is your fill
At the all-nite diner grill
Soda fountain's flat as heck
Pumpin' out some tasteless schleck
Water's green, the milk is cheese
Germs all die; there's no disease
O.J. is thick powdered goo
Vitamin C's good for you
Drink all of it you can chew
Smells like dogs, tastes like a shoe
Food so good, it gets you high
Please don't take a bite and die
Syrup's laced with Fentanyl
At the all-nite diner grill
Hope you've got some time to wait
Rover and Spot clean the plates
Once the dish is licked all clean
Load up food with oily sheen
Applesauce sometimes has worms
Take a spoonful, watch 'em squirm
It's our secret special treat
We won't charge you for the meat
Food so good it gets you thrills
Bacon off a fishy grill
Stuff your face, green at the gills
At the all-nite diner grill
Health inspector earned his pay
Sanitation grade is A
Comes by yearly, poppin' pills
We pay him in unmarked bills