Finn: My hot dog’s dead.
My pizza’s dead.
My cuuupcake is dead.

Jake: Oh, uh, my donut’s dead.
My burger’s dead.
My miiilkshake is dead.

Finn: All of our favorite foods
are totally dead.
They can not procreate
in little food beds.
We’ll eat them up
and turn them into stuuuff.

Jake: And we’ll cry over their graves,
but ya can’t cry enough…

Finn & Jake: When you miss someone you love
you can’t cry enough…