The chocolate
song
By Emma considine johnson
4/21/99.1s
no. 399
LYRICS:
This is a song about
chocolate.
I wrote this song about
chocolate
because chocolate is a
very important commodity
to me.
Where would we be without
chocolate?
I don’t know.
And another question: Where would I be without chocolate?
I don’t dare find out.
It’s not a side of me
you’d want to see.
Hidden anger comes out, to the surface.
Below my skin, there is a
monster that cries out,
“Give me chocolate!
Give me chocolate!”
My brain has become
dependent on it.
It can’t function without
it anymore.
Or, at least function in a
way that is
remotely socially
acceptable.
(Not that there’s anything
wrong with not being socially acceptable.
– But in this case there
is something definitely wrong with
not being socially acceptable
Something really, really wrong.)
It’s an unexplainable
phenomenon
– chocolate that is.
It is my friend.
It is my foe.
We have a history
that goes back before I
can remember
remembering.
Yo yo,
check my flow.
10 candy-bars sit
lined up in a row—ho.
Did you eat them
'cause now only wrappers
sitand
I’m not in the mood to
deal with it
(your shit).
I’m gonna throw a fit
if I
don’t have
chocolate.
Chocolate for you.
Chocolate for me.
That is all I
want life to be.
Just chocolate for you and
chocolate for me.
That is all
I want life to be.
Now, before I continue my song I’d like to tell you something else about chocolate.
Chocolate is my friend.
It is my lover.
And it is one of my worst
fears.[1]
In my book, not eating
chocolate should constitute
as one of the seven deadly
sins.
So, from now on, as far as
I’m concerned,
there are eight deadly sins.
There are so many
different kinds of chocolate,
that finding chocolate
shouldn’t be a problem.
Even cheap imitation
brands will suffice when you have to do with what you’ve got.
Just as long as everyone
is eating a lot.
I challenge you this the
next time you are eating chocolate that tastes like shit:
to think of all the poor
children in a 3rd world country
of
your choice
They would die to eat that
shit you’re eating.
And so should you.
And so should you.
(Now I’m just gonna repeat
this line
until this
chord progression is
through.)
And so should you.
And so should you.
And so should you.
And so should you.
And so should you.
And so should you.
Word up,
Homey-G,
do I see a chocolate bar,
or is it just me?
Hey, you,
give me the 4-1-1
(I don’t care how your
steak is done (but))
if that’s a candy-bar,
can I have some?
No, I did not mean sex,
because that’s just too
complex.
I just want some candy,
because it’s dandy.
And although liquor is
quicker,
there’s a reason why
drugs
don’t have their own
scratch-and-stiff
stickers.
Chocolate for you.
Chocolate for me.
That is all
I want life to be.
Just chocolate for you and
chocolate for me.
That is all
I want life to be.
Just one thing before you
go:
I hope you all enjoyed the
show, and
if you like chocolate,
won’t you
let me know?
(that)
I like chocolate!
(Do you?)
I like chocolate!
(Really?)
I like chocolate!
(Are you sure?)
I like chocolate!
O.K., that’s enough.
You’ve made that apparent
(that) I like chocolate.
Do you like chocolate, too?
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