If You See Me out in Quahog, Say Hi

I'm not tryna ruin your fun

But cook me burgers with cheese

Oh please, I'm begging you, Gene

'Cause I can't rely on Louise

No, she's too mean

And I don't care about pesto

No, I'm not green

If you see me out in Quahog, say hi

But if you meet me at the clam, I'm a talkative guy

Maybe we'll talk over beers and remember the time

And we know even at my lowest, I'm a family guy

And a lot of white boys do impressions of me

But the algorithm's always tryna censor me

They're even worse than the fellas at the FCC

Next day I'm walking in Moe's

Choked a boy, it's my fault

My life was comedy gold

And now it's just getting old

I look deep down in my heart

Know I should be home with Marge

But work is just getting hard

With Mr. Burns still in charge

I wanna wake up and say

"Good morning, USA"

But I can't get out of bed

It's comfy here anyway

I think of Hayley and Steve

What will I do when they leave?

At least there's Francine and Claude

But Roger's still in my house