Munchies - Wehrmacht

Oh my God, I feel so hungry

Just got a craving for some munchies

I want some pizza

I want it now

Gimme some food

So I can chow

I love to eat

Until full

I can’t stop eating

I’m on a roll

Pig and pig

Until my stomach bloats

Shoving more grub down my throat

Munchies!!!

C’mon, mom, give me some food

I feel like an Ethiopian dude

The more I wait

The more I’ll complain

I can’t believe this, a hunger pain?

Muncheez

Rib chaw

Pizzamacht, barbecue chiken

The greasy fast food clock is ticking

If we come to your house, we’ll raid your fridge

In search of food, we’re on a fridge

In search of food

We’re on a binge

We eat out, we drink up

We’re never gonna stop

If you don’t have beer

We’ll gladly drink your pop

Now I know because I’ve experienced the deadly disease

It’s a hunger thriving inard twisting feeling called the

Muncheez

Muncheez