Ghost Burrito Songtext
von The Suicide Commandos

First there were five and now there are four
One of the trayful has slipped out the back door
Now one has moved it on over
Talkin′ 'bout the time a burrito had to be
The thing that taps out and speaks to you and me It′s not something anybody has to see
I say flavor is wasted in this great land
It's disappointing, a thing we can't stand
We can do our part and take it from the land
We can do our part and take it from the land