New Song: "Scrambled Eggs" (Patreon)

Okay, this one isn't entirely new. I wrote the first part eleven years ago. I can't remember exactly why; I can only presume I'd seen something on the writing of the original, where Paul McCartney used "scrambled eggs" as a fill-in phrase to keep the rhythm until he decided what the song was about, and said to myself, "Hey! I'll write that one."  

Of course, as I was arranging this, I suddenly realized I needed another bridge and verse. So that last pat is brand new.

Scrambled eggs,Maybe lager that's been kept in kegs,I guess that's the question that it begs,What have I got that goes with eggs?

Marmalade,On the English muffin I just made,And I'll wash it down with Gatorade,Eggs scrambled, not shirred or souffleed.

White cheese had too lowAnnato, it just looked grey,I shred something strong,Now I long for curds and whey.

Scrambled eggs,And the coffee's down to bitter dregs,Without caffeine I can't feel my legs,I'll just make do with scrambled eggs.

I’d like Benedict,Nicely poached with Hollandaise.But I don’t know the trick,Got it wrong, it smelled for days.

I can’t cook eggs,All attempts are like Egyptian plagues,Future efforts I hereby reneg,Oh, IHop, please make scrambled eggs.