Текст песни
Verse 1:
Yo, Chef Bjeorn, you think you're the king of the kitchen,
But your skills are weak, got my stomach twitchin'.
Burnt the toast, overcooked the steak,
Every single dish you make is a big mistake.
Chorus:
Chef Bjeorn, you better step up, get your act together,
Or I'll find someone new, who can cook way better.
Your meals are a mess, can't stand the taste,
Time to hang up your apron, put you in your place.
Verse 2:
Lousy chef, rude and untidy,
Your cooking's so bad, it's almost a comedy.
Overseasoned, undercooked, flavor's all wrong,
In the kitchen, Chef, you just don't belong.
Chorus:
Chef Bjeorn, you better step up, get your act together,
Or I'll find someone new, who can cook way better.
Your meals are a mess, can't stand the taste,
Time to hang up your apron, put you in your place.
Bridge:
I'm Ronald, the strongest staff around,
In this kitchen, my skills are renowned.
Only can hire Indian, that's the way to go,
Cause when it comes to cooking, Chef Bjeorn, you're way too slow.
Verse 3:
I've had enough, can't take no more,
Your cooking's a joke, always leaves me sore.
Everything I do, I do it with pride,
Gonna find a new chef, someone who can ride this tide.
Chorus:
Chef Bjeorn, you better step up, get your act toge