Butter's Potatoes

(Verse 1)
He used to be a yellow block, so solid and so cold
We’d hang out in the fridge all day, a friendship to behold
But then came Quinn with fork in hand, a hunger in his eye
He pulled my best friend from the shelf, and I began to cry
It was a steaming russet trap, fresh out the microwave
And I knew right then and there, my friend I couldn't save.

(Chorus)
Oh, my friend Butter! He’s melting away!
On top of Quinn’s potato, he didn’t want to stay!
A dash of salt, a little chive, the tragedy is grim
He’s sinking in the starchy folds, and Quinn is eating him!
Yeah, Quinn is eating him!

(Verse 2)
I screamed out from the butter dish, "Please leave my pal alone!"
But Quinn just took another bite and chilled me to the bone
My buddy's turning liquid now, a savory demise
Reflected in the dining light, and in Quinn's greedy eyes
The skin is crisp, the inside's soft, the ultimate betrayal
To see my best friend spread so thin, I can only weep and wail.

(Bridge)
Goodbye to all the dairy dreams we whispered in the chill
You sacrificed your salted soul upon the tater hill
You make that spud taste wonderful, I have to give you that
But now you're gone forever, just a tasty little fat.

(Chorus)
Oh, my friend Butter! He’s melting away!
On top of Quinn’s potato, he didn’t want to stay!
A dash of salt, a little chive, the tragedy is grim
He’s sinking in the starchy folds, and Quinn is eating him!

(Outro)
Oh, my friend Butter...
Chewed up in the dark.
Rest in peace, sweet cream.
Quinn, you monster... wait, are there any leftovers?

Classic Rock