EMMA - soup in a bag Lyrics

I smell like soup in a bag because I work I'm a place that sells soup in a bag, they don't cook from their heart they don't cook from their soul, they'll charge you seven fifty just to put it in a bowl

Crispy chicken goujons you're so tasty, the locals lap it up with some mash and gravy, but big boss man scratched it from the menu, cause all he cares about is that revenue! revenue!

I smell like soup in a bag because I work I'm a place that sells soup in a bag, they don't cook from their heart they don't cook from their soul, they'll charge you seven fifty just to put it in a bowl

I smell like greasy fried chips, a greasy fried customer just looked at my nips, I smell like greasy fried chips someone please get me out of here it's not worth the tips

Chatting up the waitress will do you no good in fact it feels way worse than I thought it would, I'm wiping down these table tops just like a wet rag and now I'm starting to feel like I'm soup in a bag

I feel like soup in a bag because I work I'm a place that sells soup in a bag, they don't cook from their heart they don't cook from their soul, they'll charge you seven fifty just to put it in a bowl