Oh, here we go, another headline,

Wrapped in paper, but it’s past its prime.

Can’t you feel the soggy weight,

As the drama unfolds, oh what a fate!

Scroll through the day like a movie reel,

Filling the screen with a plastic feel.

Got the anchors smiling, voices tuned,

While the real stories are fast consumed.

Soggy sandwich, media feast,

Clichés piling up, to say the least!

Biting down on a tasteless line,

As we follow the breadcrumbs, toeing the line.

They twist the truth like a pretzel knot,

Serve it up hot, in a sizzling plot.

Drowning in talking points dressed so fine,

But the ingredients? Just wasted time!

Soggy sandwich, media feast,

Clichés piling up, to say the least!

Biting down on a tasteless line,

As we follow the breadcrumbs, toeing the line.

Oh, snap! A breaking news delight,

Sensational serves in fluorescent light.

Digging through flavorless bites,

Can we find some truth beneath the fights?

They stretch the story, like dough on a roll,

Piping hot servings take their toll.

Sifting through echoes, crave something real,

But all we find is a media meal!

Soggy sandwich, media feast,

Clichés piling up, to say the least!

Biting down on a tasteless line,

As we follow the breadcrumbs, toeing the line.

[Solo]

(Lead guitar swirling with crunch and flavor!)

Watch the crowd feast, routines unfold,

Frantic reactions, stories retold.

Under the surface where truths collide,

What’s the dish served? Can we decide?

So next time you bite, taste with intent,

Digging for wisdom, through the event.

In a world so slick, keep your mind keen,

Savor the story, beyond the sheen!

[Fade-Out]

Just a soggy sandwich in a fast food dream,

But with every bite, awaken your scheme...