There is no such thing as a free lunch
But god
Have you tried the water
Not some evian shit
Like a baby someone shook up in a bottle
But free, unadultered ice water
In beckony of future-times
When I go out to eat
I don't worry 'bout a thing
When I go out to eat
I am free
Unflagging joy
Relentless joy
Irrevocable joy
Unnecessary joy
It's a dirty job to find someone who'll filter clean water into mine
When I say I am fine, I am probably lying