Porfle Popnecker

My hotdogs go on

When I moved to this town I saw them, I smelled them
That is how I knew they were here
Pizza and hamburgers, fried chicken, and tacos
Everything but what I hold dear.

High, low, along fast food row
I believe that the hot dogs go on
As planned, I'll open my stand
I will boil up some weenees
My hot dogs will go on and on.

I can hear the children, weary of McDonald's,
cry for something new in a bun
Wait until I open a "Der Wienerschnitzel"
Soon they'll be rejoicing as one.

Up, down, where fast food is found
I believe that the hot dogs go on
With or without sauerkraut
They will feast on my weenees
My hot dogs will go on and on.

There are some foods that will not go away.

You're here, your hunger is clear
And I know that my hot dogs go on
Your thanks, for my precious franks
will resound in my heart,
as my hot dogs go on and on.

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