Empty Fridge

I know why the chicken crossed the road

I don't know but I guess it's so

I feel better when I've less info

Feel the wind like a blessing blow

Getting closer, not pressing though

I'd get up, but I just feel silly

Not a Puff Daddy, just feel a Big Willy

Said I'd drive home, they were like "will you really?"

I guess a cone on it's own won't kill me

I'd given up but lo and behold

I'm pushing up now I'm counting the gold

Now listen up, don't be doubting the bold

The evidence I keep out and withhold

Get rid of that hat, look really wack

Don't pity that cat, he's a city rat

He's they type no crack, no piggy back

Don't fight back, lack that sissy slap

A bleak day staring at an empty fridge

You said you gonna get some, but you never did

The door keeps knocking non stop so I hid

The bass keeps dropping and I'm rocking ad lib

Sending signals is anybody there?

I see UFO's often in the air

I got lost and forgot God's prayer

We all thought but nobody dared

I stopped watching, now where did he go?

Upped my step with a rare bit of blow

Have to admit that a fair bit he knows

Where he came from well nobody knows

You can't work out really how I figure

Times running out the doubts getting bigger

Need a catalyst and you need a trigger

Getting late best be heading up river

You got some doubt son well what you on about

What you wanna do is get out get all about

Stop stressing and your hair stop falling out

This is the deal, stick to it, no bailing out

Still hungry staring at an empty cupboard

Looks like they came, they conquered, they plundered

I know you don't, but have you ever wondered

What would you do if you had enough hunger?

Hear the radio, it all sounds the same

Not playing no Gordo what a shame

That's how it is so I had to up my game

Had to focus, had to get in frame