A Dumpling comes to guide your way
With a wooden sign in hand
Just one decision may change your way
I hope that you'll understand
Now's you're time to choose
Are you sweet or are you bitter?
Are you do-er or a sitter?
Are you an adult or a chiddler?
So Dumpling continues to light the way
Until you reached the grain district
It's funny how different the outcomes are
You never could predict it
You're guided inside to meet Bread & Butter
A lovely couple with their open arms
They just want to be together
But if you look beneath the surface
Could you see there's something wrong?
If these two were normal
I wouldn't sing this song
You and Dumpling leave the house
With breakfast and a smile
But if you want to see a happy place
You better walk a hundred miles
You come into the candy district
The scenes are as sweet as pie
You meet a girl named Candy
Do you see the crazy in her eyes?
She's such a creep she's sickly sweet
Doesn't help that it's empty not a peep
You play some games she goes insane
Talking in a third person high pitch range
Why is the district oh so empty
Don't you find that strange?
Eventually you two stop the play
And continue on in a different way
To the vegetable district you go today
There you meet a tomato guy
With all the dope tropes and spirits high
He wants you to help make special sauce
You get to contribute by throwing rocks
You're left uncomfortable from the experience
But the homemade sauce cheered you up a bit
You got along well and consider him a friend
So he got really sad when time came to an end
But you said to him that you'll see him again
Yet what's his fascination with
That crimson shade of red?
You meet two cute girls who are gardeners
Their skin is dyed strawberry grape colours
They say they just drink tea and sit all day
You question how they both don't rot away
Grape's mind has seemed to've gone astray
Yet Strawberry seems super happy anyway
Though they seem very cute
And their faces have got no such flaws
Strawberry's rude and Grape's a lost cause
But you must try to stay polite to them
As they've plenty more to say
So you may learn about the Milk man's
Spoiled but generous ways
But why is strawberry content living a lie?
And why earth is Grape so devoid of life?
Time to meet the richest man
In the beautiful dairy district
Now's you chance to get more info
Be sure to mind your manners though
Or else you might just miss it
Milk is an obsessive neutral man
He's unsure of whether he belongs
Yet saying he's one of them isn't wrong
He sits back and observes both sides
An intellectual is what you'd call him
He seems immune to their sickness
What sort awful things has he bared witness?
Soon you'll reach the spice district
To poor Dumpling's displeasure
A pretty girl who's quite silly and distinct
They fit oddly with each other
The rounded skirt is just a joke
This boy would love to watch you choke
You become friends but your time ends
When the two talk alone in the district
But why is death such an interest?
You find yourself to be bored and hungry
But dumping won't catch up if you hurry
Yet you can't resist to go to chilli district
In the trees of delicious gruesome ropes
There's an urge to have them down your throat
You ask the goth girl to have a little taste
But if you're a food eating it'd be a waste
So she puts you in your proper place
In hell or on the dinner plate