Is a sad place to be
Ice cream without meaning
Means the world to me
They aren't serving flavor
Just like an ice cream koan;
Today everybody wants it
That is where it all has gone
I know just how to treat you
Iced and covered in hot goo
Just call me bloody Sundae
Cause I've got sauce for you
Two scoops of vanilla
Is a sad place to be
Ice cream without meaning
Means the world to me
With love you can't buy breakfast
But love; it sure is sweet
The sugar factory closed
Peters workers on the Streets
The teenage nihilist rampage
Makes consumerism key
Ice cream is avant garde
But it means the world to me
Two scoops of vanilla
Is a sad place to be
Ice cream without meaning
Means the world to me
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