DID SOMEBODY SAY...?
I have a kitchen with every appliance,
A shrine to the art of domestic science,
A home, you’d suppose, of a culinary giant,
Did somebody say ‘Just Eat’?
I got a glass-topped, wipe-clean 6-zone hob,
A fancy sort - no buttons and knobs,
It’s waiting there when I’m back from my job,
Did somebody say ‘Just Eat’?
Got some pots and pans and a sieve somewhere and
A couple of fryers – deep fat and air,
The wine rack’s full but the fridge is bare,
Did somebody say ‘Just Eat’?
I get my meals on wheels, it’s all the rage,
Just jump on the app and scroll down the page, then
Summon a rider on minimum wage,
And somebody says ‘Just Eat!’
I’ve worked all day, I just wanna eat a
Meat feast 12-inch stuffed-crust pizza,
Full blown curry from a padded bag
Six samosas and an aloo sag,
Big buckets of brown from KFC
With extra chips and extra cheese,
Fried chicken thighs and fried chicken wings,
A cheeky little wine as the doorbell rings,
Finish it off with a circle of dreams -
Big snack, 6-pack of Krispy Kremes,
Delivery dinner – you just can’t beat it
Open the door, unpack, and eat it.
A thousand take-outs in front of the telly,
Trousers busting from my take-out belly,
Here’s another driver, there goes another twenty,
I’m sick and skint and running on empty...
I take a look in the mirror and I have to admit
That I could feel better and I look a bit shit
Got nothing in the cupboards so tomorrow I’ll quit and I
Forgot how to cook but I’ll have a go at it
And I’ll have to order now, just have a little bit
Coz there’s nothing in the cupboards so tomorrow I’ll quit
I know I’ve said it before and I’ll re-commit to
Cooking in my kitchen, fix up, get fit
But there’s nothing in the cupboards so I’ll have a little bit
And tomorrow I’ll be cooking coz tomorrow I’ll quit.
Yes tomorrow I’ll be cooking coz tomorrow I’ll quit.
And I’m not gonna say,
(Well I might just say),
No I’m not gonna say ‘Just Eat’.
© Sarah Ogilvie