Started getting fed up, and no longer wished to get up when I was an adolescent, had spots like a leopard So run from the leper, its the jungle dub stepper Shuffle feet like sheep, so just follow the shepherd To the slaughterhouse, horrors never thought about Dream of walking out, but the sirens caught you out Too many creds, expensive overheads And the skins that I shed, dont get me extra bread So give me that toast, I pay you back by the post This time next year, I should be working 10 loaves yeast and my flour, I will shower you with both Steady making pizza bases, its the rising of the dough
Chorus Heres a toast to you man, eat bread every day, get dough by the grand, it'll send you away Most of these cats dont know the time of day Lets roast these slices in a capital way.
Smelly smoked kipper, snatched from the jaws of flipper Im the chef and the waiter , im a generous tipper With fresh sliced tomato, olive oil avocado And Greek feta cheese, , wont be poisoned by my enemies Dont go to the restaurant to be restored At the table ten minutes, still being ignored When finally my over priced beer is poured Im deadly bored, and my patience is flawed Complained about the service so they spit in your roll And the first course cost a whole week on the dole Had to undercut them with the bread and peanut butter Cos the price of the menu at the venue made me shudder
ChorusTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
