I looked at the freezer, and I was very lost.
It's empty and cold inside of there, and I was sick, had pains all over.

Pizza had freezer burn, and I saw the Chicken Pot Pie
But I started to worry
The meats I past inside will go straight in the garbage can

Unwrapped it, and put it into the oven,
And set the timer for 15
Minutes, and then I waited, it seemed like forever.
I looked straight into the kitchen, looking at the smoke in the air.
The timer, wasn't done, but I don't want to lose it.

I smell my Chicken burn, I feel my hunger grow with time,
But I'm too starved to worry.
(A medley, chef boyardee, or just one pop-tart)

Man, today, I'm regretting the pie I lost
It's black and it's burnt inside of here,
too rock hard to even chomp on.

My pot pie, replace you I must, setting the table to my left,
No longer, needing it so what do I eat?
Will you take a journey tonight, following me into Wal-Mart.
But yo, what if there are no Chicken Pot Pies?

I walk towards the Pies, And I stop to take a look back
And there are no more pies there.
(Only remedies, and mustard seeds, and crap I don't need)

See today, I've ben regretting the pie I lost
It's burnt and black, and in the trash, not much to say since it is over.
Went through strife, questions of the pic missing here
So thirsty, I just grabbed a beer
Please tell me that this isn't real.

(awesome guitar solo while eating a Chicken Pot Pie)

So what if I don't eat tonight, yeah, or lick my lips again? Whoahohohohohoho
So I've never been this hungry, and the food to eat I want to see
In front of my face.

See today, I've been regretting the pie I lost
It's burnt and black, and in the trash, not much to say since it is over.
Went through strife, questions of the pie
missing here
So thirsty, I just grabbed a beer
Please tell me that this isn't real.

(Oven, you lost me-- my last Chicken Pot Pie.)
(Oven, you lost me-- my last Chicken Pot Pie.)
I stand here alone
Starving, without my food, no chance to buy some more.

(Oven, you lost me-- my last Chicken Pot Pie.)
(Oven, you lost me-- my last Chicken Pot Pie.)
I stand here alone
Starving, without my food, no chance to buy some more.