Cafe La Rue Lyrics

Welcome my friends to Cafe La Rue

Here is a menu for you to look through

Here at the cafe you get to choose

Any life that seems delicious to you

Just to get started there's mother and wife

Some people don't much like the taste of this life

So if spice is a price that you're willing to bear

It pairs awfully well with a saucy affair

You could try politician an excellent choice

Illicit endeavors, an oversized voice

But if you want something sweet, it's a turn for the worse

This dish always ends with no just deserts

Are you crushed, are you steamed, are you fried

Tell us what kind of life would you like

It's a diet you'll down til you die

But darling you get to decide

There's lottery winner, that one's served rare

I'm afraid that we're fresh out of tech millionaire

You won't get full though you'll feel dignified

'Cause those richer dishes are hollow inside

We've got child mistreated, and husband abused

And prisoner who has been falsely accused

Every once in a while, no matter your wish

You might find some trouble snuck onto your dish

Are you crushed, are you steamed, are you fried

Tell us what kind of life would you like

It's a diet you'll down til you die

But darling you get to decide

Let's hope the meal's massive, and not just a snack

'Cause if you don't like it, you can't send it back

No matter your order, the time or the place

All you can do is just savor the taste

When life's out of control, and it seems to you

Like a seven course meal you were forced to sit through

If ever you thought that your life had picked you

Remember you once sat at Cafe La Rue

Are you crushed, are you steamed, are you fried

Tell us what kind of life would you like

It's a diet you'll down til you die

But darling you get to decide