Onions

This song is sung to the tune of Peaches, by the Presidents of the United States.
First click on the youtube link to get that peach sound in your head: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VvcohzJvviQ

Movin’ to East Flanders
Gonna eat a lot of onions
Movin’ to East Flanders
Gonna eat me a lot of onions
Movin’ to East Flanders
Gonna eat a lot of onions
Movin’ to East Flanders
Gonna eat a lot of onions

Onions come from the ground
I stole an armful without a sound
In a farmer’s field by the rooooad
If I had my little way,
I’d eat onions every day
Rain soakin’ bulges in the mud

Movin’ to East Flanders
Gonna eat a lot of onions
Movin’ to East Flanders
Gonna eat me a lot of onions
Movin’ to East Flanders
Gonna eat a lot of onions
Movin’ to East Flanders
Gonna eat a lot of onions

I took a little crash where the road is dirty
Squished a rotten onion with my hip
And dreamed about you, Victory Salute,
Pulled back the layers one by one
Made that sweet wet onion glisten in the sun
Nature’s candy in my hand, or pan, caramelized

Millions of onions, onions for me
Millions of onions, onions for free

Millions of onions, onions for me
Millions of onions, onions for free

Look out!