Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Sandusky
Songwriter
Lyrics
Hi
A table for one please
Overthinking at a table, eating by myself
Though I'm seated kinda freakin because I think my brain can help
To find out what I need Make me happy once again
Is it money
Is it women
Is it music
Is it friends
Everything is not enough and I barely have a thing
So I miss my daily life because all I do is dream
Scheming up a band, or a book, or some tech
But, I give it up before its done
Chasing what is next
Bringing nothing to fruition, leaving everything half built
But even if I finished it I'd never be fulfilled
And it seems the waitress must have knew exactly how I felt
Because she walked up to my table sayin
"Can I get you something else?"
Hi
My brain is made of french fries
Why
Because the knowledge on the inside
Turns the food I eat into pieces of my brain
Now my brain is made of french fries and it's pretty fucking strange
Hi
My brain is made of french fries
Why
Because the knowledge on the inside
Turns the food I eat into pieces of my brain
Now my brain is made of french fries and it's pretty fucking strange
It's also pretty fucking cool though
That what we eat turns into us
You literally are what you eat
Wow
She backed away weirded out but I never felt so clear
Finally found that something I've been drowning out for years
An intelligence that takes some food and turn it into life
Turns a french fry to a brain or some pudding to a nice wife
Finally found the right light
Turned into the dark night
Flying with the flow droppin' jokers so you just might
Surrender to the part of you that's smarter than you brain
Enjoy the ride of ecstasy that whips us through the game
Now crazy's what I call it when you only scheme or plan
When your thoughts can't stop their talking and you try to understand
Everything we'll never know it's surely way to vast
But there's one thing that I do know and I'll tell you if you ask
Hi
My brain is made of french fries
Why
Because the knowledge on the inside
Turns the food I eat into pieces of my brain
Now my brain is made of french fries and it's pretty fucking strange
Hi
My brain is made of french fries
Why
Because the knowledge on the inside
Turns the food I eat into pieces of my brain
Now my brain is made of french fries and it's pretty fucking strange
I don't know
I just get tired using my brain to try to figure everything out
When there's something inside of me that can take a banana
And turn it into my nipple
That something has gotta be pretty smart
So if I just back up and let it take control
It'd be great and I'd be like
Uhhh
Hi
My brain is made of french fries
Why
Because the knowledge on the inside
Turns the food I eat into pieces of my brain
Now my brain is made of french fries and it's pretty fucking strange
Hi
My brain is made of french fries
Why
Because the knowledge on the inside
Turns the food I eat into pieces of my brain
Now my brain is made of french fries and it's pretty fucking strange
My brain is made of french fries and it's pretty fucking straaaannngeeeee
Writer(s): Mark Sandusky
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