::COURTESY OF SOME RANDOM GUY::
I admit I'm very late to jump aboard the Trout Fishing in America boat, as it were, but the lyrics to "Breakfast Blues" are simply masterful:
Link.
And, because I can never resist the temptation to pun back, I have my own little ditty-bit to add:
You've got me suffering pancake attacks, oh baby,
Cereal packed up to leave.
I'm a hudred-percent bran new man, girl,
Skillet's hard to let you go...