I hate beansprout

(Intro) (Man, I hate everything 'bout beansprout) (Verse 1) Sittin' at the table, feelin' kinda pissed, Got these beansprouts staring, on my dish list. Slimy little devils, think they're all that, But to me, they're just a culinary rat. Crunchy, mushy, I can't stand the vibe, Rather eat dirt, or take a dive. They ruin every meal, they ruin my mood, I'd rather eat cardboard, or chew on old wood. (Chorus) I hate everything 'bout beansprout, Slimy, crunchy, makes me wanna shout. Rather eat grass from my backyard route, I hate everything 'bout beansprout. (Verse 2) They sneak into salads, they sneak into wraps, But every time I see 'em, I just collapse. Can't stand the taste, can't stand the smell, I'd banish 'em to hell, if I could cast a spell. (Chorus) I hate everything 'bout beansprout, Slimy, crunchy, makes me wanna shout. Rather eat grass from my backyard route, I hate everything 'bout beansprout. (Bridge) So if you see me at the table, and beansprouts are near, You'll hear me scream, you'll see my fear. "I hate everything 'bout beansprout," I'll yell it loud, without a doubt. (Outro) I hate everything 'bout beansprout, Slimy, crunchy, makes me wanna shout. Rather eat grass from my backyard route, I hate everything 'bout beansprout. (Man, I hate everything 'bout beansprout) (Man, I hate everything 'bout beansprout) [End]