I had an epiphany about the colour of american cheese.
In the dark it tastes real tasty, when the lights come on it' all melts with ease.
There was a girl from California who left her room with a dollar on her.
When the rain did start to fall it washed the pockets clean of washington fur.

Maybe when pigs can fly I can eat my apple pie with bacon.

Cops came, they wrote me a letter telling me they'd make my life better.
It involved a wrecking ball, they're gonna kick me out the door without a sweater.
TV came with a camera crew, asked my neighbour what he's gonna do says he's goin' on a holiday and he ain't seen the news since '92.
Corner shop ran out of cheese, chicken soup and pork & beans.
All they had were these magazines telling me the benefits of antifreeze.
A $15 dollar pare of shoes on the cover of ""Who Was Who"" said they got a price hike in June, and I couldn't even afford the glue.

Maybe when pigs can fly I can eat my apple pie with bacon.
Maybe when pigs can fly I can eat my apple pie with bacon.

The BBC Documentary Board stole the story and fled through the storm.
About a girl who kicked down the door.
Strung out, She couldn't speak a word anymore.

I love my american cheese,
I love my american cheese,
I love my american cheese,
Everybody loves their american cheese.

Maybe when pigs can fly I can eat my apple pie with bacon.
Maybe when pigs can fly I can eat my apple pie with bacon.