Don't Be Such A Silly Batch!
Now over to you...
Ready, bready, go!
You’re Such A Silly Batch!
Are you having me (crout)on?
Don’t be sour(dough)
You’ll not get a rye(s) out of me
Haven’t I spel(t) it out for you enough?
Crumbs, I’m on a roll now
When I see you, you’re brown bread
Until then, I’ll keep you at Ba(gel)
Challah tell you the truth
You always leave me feeling so flat (bread)
Even my naan says so
I’m not a bad chap(ati)
So I hope you rot(i) in hell
Don’t forget I tort(illa) you all you know
And I’ll never lavash you with love again
You (cia)batta my brain with your nonsense
Soda truth is, you’re a silly batch
You’re muffin without me
I’m not just a piece of crumpet
You’d (pret)zel your soul to the devil
You’re so (bri)oche-tentatious
So just foc(accia) off!
Mark Bird (with words from Colin West)