Misc Unsigned Bands - Larry groce - junk food junkie

^CYou know I love that organic cooking, I ^Falways ask for ^Cmore. And they call me Mr. ^ANatural, on ^Ddown to the health food ^Gstore. I ^Conly eat good sea salt, white ^Fsugar don't touch my ^Clips. ^CAnd my friends is always ^Abegging me to take them ^Don, macro^Gbiotic ^Ctrips. Yes, they ^Amare.

^AmOh, but at night I take out my strongbox, that I keep under ^Dmlock and ^Amkey. And I ^Dtake it off to my closet, where nobody else can ^Gsee. ^AmI open that door so slowly, take a peek up ^Dmnorth and ^Amsouth. Then I ^Cpull out a Hostess ^ATwinkie, and I ^Dpop it ^Gin my ^Cmouth.

Yeah, in the ^Fdaytime I'm Mr. ^CNatural, just as ^Ghealthy as I can ^Cbe. ^CBut at night I'm a junk food ^Amjunkie, good ^ELord have pity on ^Amme.

^CWell, at lunchtime you can always find me, at the ^FWhole Earth Vitamin ^CBar. Just sucking on my plain white ^Ayogurt, from my ^Dhand thrown pottery ^Gjar. And ^Csippin' a little hand pressed cider, with a ^Fcarrot stick for ^Cdessert. ^CAnd wiping my face in a ^Anatural way, on the ^Dsleeve of my ^Gpeasant ^Cshirt. Oh ^Amyeah!

^AmAh, but when that clock strikes midnight and I'm all ^Dmby my^Amself. ^AmI work that combination, on my ^Dsecret hideaway ^Gshelf. And I ^Ampull out some Fritos corn chips, Dr. Pepper and an ol' ^DmMoon ^AmPie. Then I ^Csit back in glorious ^Aexpectation, of a ^Dgenuine ^Gjunk food ^Chigh.

Yeah, in the ^Fdaytime I'm Mr. ^CNatural, just as ^Ghealthy as I can ^Cbe. ^CBut at night I'm a junk food ^Amjunkie, good ^ELord have pity on ^Amme.

^CMy friends down at the commune, they ^Fthink I'm pretty ^Cneat. ^COh, I don't know nothing about ^Aarts and crafts, but I ^Dgive 'em all something to ^Geat. I'm a ^Cfriend to old Euell Gibbons, and I ^Fonly eat homegrown ^Cspice. ^CI got a John Keats autographed ^AGrecian urn, filled ^Dup with my ^Gbrown ^Crice. Yes, I ^Amdo.

^AmOh, but folks, lately I have been spotted, with a Big Mac ^Dmon my ^Ambreath. ^DStumbling into a Colonel Sanders, with a ^Gface as white as death. ^AmI'm afraid someday they'll find me, just stretched out ^Dmon my ^Ambed. With a ^Chandful of Pringles ^APotato Chips, and a ^DDing Dong ^Gby my ^Chead.

Yeah, in the ^Fdaytime I'm Mr. ^CNatural, just as ^Ghealthy as I can ^Cbe. ^CBut at night I'm a junk food ^Amjunkie, good ^ELord have pity on ^Amme.