don't fuck with the guy who makes your food - saturns flea collar lyrics

don’t f-ck with the guy who makes your food, he’s
got different ways of being rude, salmonella, mozzarella,
bagels off the floor botulism, fires with j-sm,
pubic hairs galore, when you find the special
sauce you know you’ve lost the war
d.f.w.t.g.w.m.y.f., he don’t give a f-ck about your
bad att-tude you’ll pay dearly for being rude!