Food-chained by USER from Semi-mental Journey(1996) Where do I go? Freeze-dried in the moonshine Neptune prepares to fly Wrapped up in the food-chained Absorbed into her beams of light Unchained you Pushed out and homeless Neptune slipped off his turtle last night And waking up is the hardest j**el U can swallow with pride Saturn has chosen For the season You Wrapped in the food-chained Oh well this is life You gambled a way out Now move to the back of the line You now the stories go It turns black into white Rolled up in the food-chained Please give me a sign Oh the count down For the change This could happen to you just don Freeze-dried now you are empty Wrapped up in the food-chain Prepare for the journey.