Chillin’ In My Fridge

words and music by steve

A [D]moldy [A]sandwich with [G]brown soggy [A]let[D]tuce

[D]Swiss cheese with [A]bugs hi[G]ding in every [A]cre[D]vice

[D]Last night’s [A]pizza, [G]last year’s [A]mi[D]lk

[D]Rotten [A]apples with [G]silkworms spinning [A]silk.

[Bm]What’s in my refriger[Em]ator?

[Bm]What’ve I got to eat? [Em]

[Bm]Whatever the [Em]heck this thing is

[A]It smells like dirty feet.

[D]Take out [A]China food [G]still in box looking [A]ne[D]w

[D]Orange chick[A]en now [G]turned to [A] ‘who flung [D]poo’

[D]And that [A]brown fruit—[G]not for [A]sup[D]per,

[D]Especially [A]when it is [G]covered in [A]fur.

[Bm]What’s in my refriger[Em]ator?

[Bm]What’ve I got to eat? [Em]

[Bm]I don't know, but [Em]looking at all this

[A]Makes Zymurgy look real neat.

[D]I could take this grapefruit here

[A]And sell it to those who like beer

[D]‘Cause it’s so alco[A]holic it would knock ‘em out ‘til next ye[D]ar.

[Bm]What’s in my refriger[Em]ator?

[Bm]What’ve I got to eat? [Em]

[Bm]Here we go, I[Em]found a Snickers bar,

[A]But it's as hard as concrete.

[D]Why [A]do [G]I have all this [A]fo[D]od

[D]Yet [A]nothing that [G]would be re[A]ally go[D]od?

[D]So [A]that’s [G]what it’s [A]a[D]bout;

[D]Until [A]then I’ll [G]go to [A]In ‘N [D]Out.