Lyrics:

Well traffic is kind of bad
They're widening easy
Street to fit more SUV's
They're planting baby trees
To grow to shady peaks

A little shelter from the sun
Or the upper tax bracket
Here on the cul-de-sac
We are not giving back until the community repents
'Cause we can't afford to be generous
There are closing costs and a narrow margin
So go earn your degree
And we'll take you out to lunch
You can work for us
But you have eat 'em all up

One more mouth full and we will be happy then
One more mouth full and we will be happy then

Out west they are moving dirt
To make a greater Omaha
Another franchise sold
So there are even more restaurants per capita
And they all have got a drive-through
Yeah who's got time to dine
Although the floors are clean
And the color scheme it compliments me every time
So no one starves in this cattle town
The semis pass making squealing sounds
And it's all you can eat
And they will never get enough
They'll be feeding us they'll be feeding on us

One more mouthful and they will be happy then
One more mouthful and they will be happy then

All those golden fields
Lovely empty space
They're building drug stores now
Until non remains
I have been driving
For 100 blocks
Saw 50 Come and Go's
60 parking lots.

One more mouthful and they will be happy then
(Wooh!)
One more mouthful and they will be happy then

(One more one more one more one more one more one more)
Just one more
Just one more
Just one more
Just one more