Blue
Sprinkles on the cake
That we used to bake
Spells out happy birthday and the jam goes
Splodge    
Right between my hands
Walk other the mess
Remember what you said, you know the part about 
Cake? Is just a sugary treat
Well I know what you mean
But that ain't how we bake them in this town
How can this be real? 
I can barely knead
Any dough
    
I am trying to bake
I am trying to eat cake
This is not a patisserie
I am trying to knead
    
Dough hardens in the pan
Hot crumpets in my hands
 Maybe help you understand
The way that things are gonna taste
There's nothing left to cook
Not even pesticides
I keep telling myself
    
I am trying to bake
I am trying to eat cake
This is not a patisserie
I am trying to knead