Howdy friends, my name is Riley Rice, lead vocalist for the fictitious band ‘Flour Power’. On guitar we have Borris Buckwheat, Drums is Peter Potato and our epic producer is Kayla Kumara. <\/p>

We are on a mission to silence the carby skeptics whilst celebrating the merits of saccharides, starch and fibre. Actually Rach<\/em> is on a mission, but she sensed that you’d be far more entertained if we<\/em> championed her message with our musical flare. Flour Power!<\/p>

Kayla Kumara: Riley, stop trying to make our band name a catch cry, it’s not going to happen<\/p>

Riley Rice: Kayla, stop pretending to be Regina George<\/p>

Kayla Kumara: My flesh can always tell when it’s going to rain<\/p>

Riley Rice: and you’re not Karen Smith, either<\/p>

Peter Potato: I LOVE GLEN COCO<\/p>

Borris Buckwheat: Um, not to brag, but I am related to the grain that is used to make toaster strudel <\/p>

Peter Potato: Borris, you are not. You’re not even a grain, you’re a seed. You’re related to rhubarb.<\/p>

Borris Buckwheat: Boo, you whore <\/p>

Kayla Kumara: Borris please! Language! <\/p>

Riley Rice: For the love of carbs my floury friends, can I please get back to my intro? I think the readers are getting bored.<\/p>

Anyhow … we were obsessed with Glee back in the day. In fact, their catchy covers inspired us to bake our band. Their interpretation of Journey’s ‘Don’t Stop Believing’ moves us every time.<\/p>

So, as a very special tribute to Glee, Journey and anyone who has ever wanted to bitchslap a person for hating on potato, this proud protest of a parody is performed, with love, for you. <\/p>

Don’t Stop, Carb Eating – ‘Flour Power’ <\/strong><\/p>

(a tribute to Glee and Journey)<\/strong><\/p>

Just a small field grain, <\/p>

growing with the help of rain<\/p>

She caught the midday tractor driving over there<\/p>

Just a sour dough,<\/p>

Became a bread<\/a> in Idaho,<\/p>

Taken to a lunch, as a loaf to share<\/p>

Jacket Spud try-na live the dream,<\/p>

The smell of cheese and sour cream<\/a>,<\/p>

On a platter they can serve and feed<\/p>

They’ll carb on and on and on and on<\/p>

(chorus)<\/p>

Sushi, Rolling<\/p>

Up and down the Sushi Train <\/p>

Diners, look-ing for a bi-i-ite<\/p>

Sweet spuds<\/a>, bay-king<\/p>

Cooking just to urge bowel motions<\/a><\/p>

Hel-ping, peo-ple, to dump ri-i-ight <\/a><\/p>

Chilling hard just to fit the bill<\/p>

Resistant starch<\/a> is such a thrill<\/p>

Doing anything to help your poo,<\/a><\/p>

Ar-rive on time<\/p>

Some are thin, some are loose,<\/p>

Some will pass a thousand poos<\/p>

And through the colon’s distal end<\/a><\/p>

They’ll carb, on and on, and on and on<\/p>

(repeat chorus)<\/p>

Don’t stop, carb eating<\/p>

Keep potato peelin’<\/p>

Sweet spuds, ba-ay-ay-ay-ay-king<\/p>

Don’t stop, carb eating<\/p>

Keep potato peelin’<\/p>

Sweet spuds, ba-ay-ay-ay-ay-king<\/p>

Don’t Stop!<\/p>