Oh, you german man
look at what you've done
can't you see you are feeding the masses
its feed the poor eat the rich for you are chocolate
a special luxuriously smooth dark limited deluxe edition
exclusively made in palaces and a once in a life-time treat for masses
the town crier in Neon is yelling with bells ringing and crowds throng
so sweet and irresistible is the taste its driven some insane
the're writing verses, poems and making up stories galore
not used to such indulgence they have gone indulgent
and now can't help but revert to the base trait inherent
gorging themselves silly, cavorting like drunk belugas
in wanton doltishness a feeding frenzy of unshackled minds  german man, do let them be, let them have their time
such a delicacy has not graced their lips before
its only natural they will preen and pose
in tatters and rags they'll feel like kings
and invent tales of power and might
and revel in dreams of chocolate
eaten to their hearts' stupor
kids in a candy store
luxury chocolate
no need to steal
open season
fill yer boots
come one
come
all