[Verse] Roland sits where the sunlight bends A fork in one hand A feast that never ends Plates stacked high Oh the food parade Each bite a song Each crumb a serenade
[Chorus] He loves to eat He loves to feast A banquet king A culinary beast And when he's full Oh let it be A symphony rolls out A farting spree
[Verse 2] Stew and soup and cakes galore He eats like tomorrow’s a closed kitchen door The table groans but Roland beams Life’s a buffet He’s living his dreams
[Bridge] A trumpet sound from his chair of might Roland’s music fills the night Laughs and grins A melody shared Life’s better when you’re unprepared
[Chorus] He loves to eat He loves to feast A banquet king A culinary beast And when he's full Oh let it be A symphony rolls out A farting spree
[Outro] Roland sings with a stomach bold In his world Joy is never sold Food and laughter A recipe divine Roland’s symphony A life’s design
Styl muzyki
quirky acoustic with rhythmic hand claps and lighthearted instrumentation, playful