Wheaties

If I go a whole day without my Wheaties

I'm miserable, grumpy and mean

My Wheaties are really the only thing

Between me and a very bad scene

Beat up little kiddies but they must be little

Like two or three feet high or less

None of those overgrown teenager dudes

My face would end up quite a mess

Don't think badly of me, it's the Wheaties

They provide me with real hutzpah

You best hide the kiddies if I run out of 'em

Hide the axes, knives and chainsaws

I did seek help but the psyche was like me

Needed his Wheaties to cope

Beat the living daylights out of yours truly

Whipped me with his stethoscope

Wheaties are required to maintain stability

So we don't go off the deep end

Had a great big giant bowlful this morning

So relax I'm real mellow again