Finn: My hot dogs dead
My pizzas dead
My cupcake is dead
Jake: Oh, uh My donuts dead
My burgers dead
My milkshake is dead
Finn: All of our favorite foods are totally dead
They can not procreate in little food bits
We'll eat them up, and turn them into stuuuuuuuuff
Jake: And we'll cry over their graves
But 'cha cant cry enough
Both: When you miss someone you love
You cant cry enough
