Verse 1
I walked into the grocery store, minding my business,
Flip-flops squeakin’, full of Saturday fitness.
Sun was shining, life was sweet,
Till I met destiny in aisle three with fruity deceit.
Bright little rabbit on a neon box,
Colors so loud they could wake up clocks.
I whispered softly, “You’re coming home with me,”
Didn’t know I’d need a lawyer by aisle seventeen.
Pre-Chorus
Cashier said, “You sure about that, sir?”
I said, “It’s cereal.” She said, “That’s what you prefer?”
Chorus
I got arrested for buying a box of Trix!
Cuffed in the parking lot over fruity bricks!
Sirens flashing like disco lights,
Apparently cereal comes with rights.
They said, “Trix are for kids!” I said, “I pay taxes!”
Now I’m in handcuffs over rainbow snacks-es!
I got arrested for buying a box of Trix! 🥣🚓
Verse 2
Manager came runnin’ with dramatic flair,
Pointin’ at the rabbit like, “That’s evidence there!”
A toddler gasped, dropped his juice,
Like I’d committed breakfast abuse.
Officer said, “Sir, step away from the cart.”
I said, “It’s breakfast, not criminal art!”
He read me rights in the cereal lane,
While I clutched my receipt like it eased the pain.
Pre-Chorus
They confiscated my spoon and pride,
Said, “Adults can’t cross the fruity divide.”
Chorus
I got arrested for buying a box of Trix!
Booked and processed for colorful mix!
Mugshot smiling with milk on my lip,
Fingerprinted with a sugary drip.
They said, “You knew the rule since ’96!”
Now I’m in a cell with contraband Chex Mix.
I got arrested for buying a box of Trix! 🥣🚨
Bridge (Courtroom Drama Mode Activated) ⚖️🎭
Judge looked down with a frosted glare,
“Son, how old are you?”
I said, “Old enough to choose my cereal, Your Honor.
Respectfully.”
Gasps in the courtroom.
Rabbit in the witness box.
Prosecutor screaming,
“HE KNEW WHAT HE WAS DOING!”
I banged the table, “I regret NOTHING!”
Final Chorus (Choir of Breakfast Rebels) 🥣🔥
I got arrested for buying a box of Trix!
But I’d do it again for fruity kicks!
Lock me up in a sugary cell,
I’ll trade fruit loops like I’m running a cartel!
You can take my freedom, take my kicks,
But you’ll never take my bowl of Trix!
Outro (Spoken like a cereal outlaw)
They say Trix are for kids…
But legends eat what they want. 🥣😎
crazyChris
