Yeshiva food

Lyrics

[INTRO]
Wake up every morning, dreading what's to come
The cafeteria food, it's never won
A meal that's edible, a rare delight
But today, it's just a culinary fight

[VERSE 1]
The hotdogs on my plate, they're like rubber bands
Tough and chewy, no flavor in hand
The ketchup's old, the mustard's too
I'm searching for a taste, but it's hard to chew

[CHORUS]
Yeshiva food, it's a disgusting shame
Can't they see, it's not the same?
Rubber hotdogs and chicken too
I'm trying to eat, but what can I do?

[VERSE 2]
The chicken's moving, or so it seems
Like it's still alive, with twitching dreams
The gravy's congealed, the mashed potatoes cold
I'm wondering how, it can be so bold

[CHORUS]
Yeshiva food, it's a disgusting shame
Can't they see, it's not the same?
Rubber hotdogs and chicken too
I'm trying to eat, but what can I do?

[BRIDGE]
Maybe I'm allergic, to the kitchen crew
Maybe that's why, I don't know what to do
But one thing's for sure, I won't give in
I'll find a way, to make my taste buds win

[HOOK]
Disgusting food, it's a daily test
Will I survive, or be a mess?
The Yeshiva kitchen, it's a mystery to me
How can they serve, such misery?

[CHORUS]
Yeshiva food, it's a disgusting shame
Can't they see, it's not the same?
Rubber hotdogs and chicken too
I'm trying to eat, but what can I do?

[OUTRO]
So I'll scrape my plate, and walk away
Hoping for a change, come what may
But till then, I'll just have to pretend
That the food in Yeshiva, will somehow transcend.