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EAT!
O you know what you want
And it's red with your beefsteak
And white with your oysters on ice
And some grand marinier
With your cafè au laìt
And some fudge lava cake
That'd be nice

And god help the sucker
Who forgets the sugar
Or brings the wrong sauce for your meat
You worked hard to get here
The gods swoon at the sheer
Raw artistry with which you eat

And it'd better be right
Cos you have it all timed
And if it isn't right, what the hell are you up here for?

And at the end of the night
there's a wad of cash waiting
Whose size depends solely on whim
Still, I'm loath to complain,
For whatever I gain's
More than Jaime or Raj
Just ask them.

And it's real late at night
Nothing open but bars
And I could opt just to sleep
Or to think
But the former leaves a bad taste
And the latter's a waste
Small wonder all I do these days is drink

And if the conditions are right
I could stay all night
And if I don't stay all night, what the hell am I up here for?

I may never again be
Assured of the goodness
Innate to the whole human throng
I may never get out
Of this dread line of work
And I'll sure never finish this song

But if I yelp angrily from my chair by the window
And fume
And stomp both my feet
Some poor soul who came up here
to watch their dreams disappear
Will bring exactly what I want to eat

And it'd better be right
And it'd better be on time
Because if it isn't right, what the hell are we up here for?

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from Beastie, released August 29, 2014

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