[Verse 1]

Don't have to tell me that life ain't fair

I lost twelve of my very best men in there

Well hold on, hold on to your curse

This story is depressing and it's gonna get worse

I gotta know what the man on the street thinks

I wanna drink what the man on the beach drinks

Need a security perimeter with Venetian blinds

And an emergency meeting of the meeting of the minds

[Chorus]

Can't see the forest through the trees

I make my living in American cheese

Bringing everybody to their knees

So have another slice of American Cheese

But I know it'd be better

With Gouda or Cheddar

[Verse 2]

Now there's fifty dead actresses lying in your wake

So have another piece of chicken, have a piece of steak

Well be nice, lover be nice to me

Cause there's an evil army coming that we just can't see

I gotta feel everything I can't feel

I gotta steal when I went with the meal deal

I gotta bless their heart and forgive their sins

And pass on my curse to their next of kin

[Chorus]

Can't see the forest through the trees

I make my living in American cheese

Bringing everybody to their knees

So have another slice of American Cheese

I'm not an I-talian fella

But I like Mozzarella

This conversation is just a time killer, time filler

Taking its toll upon my heart

(Taking its toll upon my heart)

This corporation is just a feed filler, seed spiller

Hell bent on tearing us apart

(Hell bent on tearing us apart)

The Pop King of the nation

Died from pain killers long after Thriller

They sell his music at K-Mart

(They sell his music at K-Mart)

Going station to station, looking for Ben Stiller

Getting Phyllis Dillered

Now too let's go back to the start

(Now too let's go back to the start)