Phantom of the Produce Deparment
Phantom/Erik: Orange (badly deformed)
Christine: Apple
Raoul: Mango
Music of the Fruit
Night time and you're really starving
Lots of fruits you are craving
Apples or bananas?
Oranges or grapes?
Anyway you follow suit
There is the music of the fruit
Slowly, gently
The refridgerator door will open
Grasp it, sense it
One piece or ten?
Open up the tin
Look inside to see what's in
No matter the smell
The music of the fruit is a warning bell
Let your mind start a journey to the sink
Leave all thoughts of the food you ate before
Let you soul let you eat what you want to eat
Only then can you eat the music of the fruit
You alone can make my produce
Help me make the music of the fruit
The Phantom of the Produce
Apple:
Underneath the counter
Behind the shelf
He's with me in the queue
He's everywhere
And do I taste again?
For now I know
The Phantom of the Produce is everywhere I go
Orange:
Eat with me once again
Our stange snack
My hunger over you
Grows stronger yet
And though you run from me
To throw up
The Phantom of the Produce has you wrapped up
Apple:
Those who have tasted your food
Draw back and retch
I am the peel you wear
It's them I scare
Your peel and my sheen
In one combined
The Phantom of the Produce has me now wrapped up
He's there, the Phantom of the Produce!