DO-SHI-RAK

[Chorus]
[three voices, stomping, call-and-response]
(Voice 1) DOw-SHe-RAcK,  DOw-SHe-RAcK,  gray in a plastic tray
(Voice 2) Oh god, don't leave me here!
(Voice 1) DOw-SHe-RAcK,  DOw-SHe-RAcK!
(Voice 2) I'm choking down hope, just to fight off the fear!

[Verse 1]
[spoken rap]
Remember Sunday dinners, the table full of noise
Now lunch comes in a wrapper, no names, no hands, no choice
They call it clean and simple, but it sits in me all afternoon
A square of something lifeless under fluorescent room

[Chorus]
[three voices, stomping, call-and-response]
(Voice 1) DOw-SHe-RAcK,  DOw-SHe-RAcK, gray in a plastic tray
(Voice 2) Oh god, don't leave me here!
(Voice 1) DOw-SHe-RAcK,  DOw-SHe-RAcK!
(Voice 2) I'm choking down hope, just to fight off the fear!

[Verse 2]
[spoken rap]
The chefs are out of business, the farms are out of reach
My dinner comes from printers in a breakroom by the bleach
And on a Thursday special, the block turns a little brown
Just enough to make me miss what never made it down

[Bridge]
[one voice, hushed]
My mother's kitchen, steam on the glass
Her apron flour-dusted, memories that last

[Chorus]
[three voices, stomping, call-and-response]
(Voice 1) DOw-SHe-RAcK,  DOw-SHe-RAcK, gray in a plastic tray
(Voice 2) Oh god, don't leave me here!
(Voice 1) DOw-SHe-RAcK,  DOw-SHe-RAcK!
(Voice 2) I'm choking down hope, just to fight off the fear!

[Outro]
[DOw-SHe-RAcK,  DOw-SHe-RAcK
DOw-SHe-RAcK .