ACT I someone orders a cake It's mingo The cake is burned on the outside The Grebe drains through the arms Or whatever the name is of that delicious sauce that they put on those cakes She licks his arm These are very hungry times And the salary is shit Taste his arm It is a unique cake And his arm is unique ACT II Biting a cake is not just any act He has good teeth The dentists have told you Those guys in white coats that make you open your mouth And they make you swallow your own saliva And the tooth residue that pierces They are teeth made To bite hard things Walnuts for example ACT III The campaign is about to start This time for sure if your candidate wins bite the cake He smells it He likes to smell it While biting the cake Think about your candidate Think That today they will not return to betray Smile Cross the street A garbage truck comes at full speed He bites the cake.