Asian grain Fallin from the ceiling like the pouring rain All the time is slowly going down the drain I can feel it in my brain And when I wake Everybody everywhere Will bring me cake And I'll be sitting pretty with your pretty face But I don't even know your name And things always seems so sad When I get that wake up call To think all the times we had Were never really had at all Asian grain Swirling around the room like a hurricane It falls it rises it falls again Faster than a speeding train Five four three If you want some grain Then just say please We've got enough that we can feed the factories Over and over again And things always seems so sad When I get that wake up call To think all the times we had Were never really had at all