All around the country
and coast to coast
People always say what do you like most?
I don't wanna brag I don't wanna boast
I always tell 'em I like toast
Yeah toast!
Yeah toast!
I get up in the morning 'bout six A. M
Have a little jelly have a little jam
Take a piece of bread put it in the slot
Push down the lever
and the wires get hot
I get toast
Yeah toast!
Yeah toast!
Now there's no secret
to toasting perfection
There's a dial on the side
then you make your selection
Push to the dark or the light and then
If it pops too soon press down again
Make toast
Yeah toast!
Yeah toast!
For many years now I’ve been a booster
For the browning of the
bread inside a tooster
If it gets burned I start a hollering
‘Cause as you know I’m
black toast intolerant
Burnt toast
Beep beep beep
Smokey Toast
Oui monsieur bonjour croquette
Uh huh croissant et chevy corvette
Maurice Chevalier Eiffel Tower
Oui Marie baguette bonsoir
French toast!
French toast!
In Chicago or (fill in what you like)
Yeah toast!
Yeah ….Toast!
Personaly I'm Black Toast Tolerant ...
Morning all. I'd like to tell you about when I was a young boy. Musta
been three or four months old at the time. I didn't really know what I
wanted, and if I did, I wouldn't have been able to tell anybody, 'cause
all I could do was gurgle. So I sat there in me high-chair, thinking one
day, looking at me tray and thinking what I'd give for a meal on there.
So I started looking round to see what I could have. I was rubbing me
eggy soldier in me head, trying to think, and then I looked in the
corner and there's a little bread bin with its mouth open, just staring
at me, like. And then I looked in and I saw bread.
I thought, oh yeah, I'll have toast,
A little piece of toast.
Well, then I started getting older
I hated this, I hated that
Expensive state was ludicrous
And cafes couldn't cater
For the finer things in life
The upper crust was not for me
I could tell that
So I'd go back home
Switch the kitchen light on
Put the grill on
Slip a slice under
And have toast
A little piece of toast
'Cause there's so much to choose from
There's brown bread, white bread
All sorts of wholemeal bread
It comes in funny packages
With writing on the side
But it doesn't matter which one you have
'Cause when you cut the crusts off
Have it with marmalade
Or butter, cheese, tomatoes, beans, banana
Or chocolate if you're strange
It doesn't really matter
Oh no, it all goes with toast
Just toast
I'm gonna think about it some
boo-boo-boo-boo-boo-boo-boo
boo-boo-boo-boo-boo-boo-boo
boo-boo-boo-boo-boo-boo-boo
boo-boo-boo-boo-boo-boo-boo
boo-boo-boo-boo-boo-boo-boo
That's toast
Mmm yeah
Just toast
That's toast
Just toast
Well I go down the supermarket
With me basket in me hand
I'm walking from one counter to another
Trying to find the bread stall
But I can't find it anywhere
And then I bump into a mother
With a baby in a basket
And she says
Oh look, you've started him off again
I come down here for a little bit of peace and quiet
To get some bread to go home to make toast
Just toast
I like toast
Yeah, but I don't half like toast
OK, scrape that toast, boys
Good, that's toast
Yeah, just toast
I can't think about it any more. I've got to go and have some, it's no good
Here listen, I'm getting a bit browned off standing here
Me too
Shall we go and have some toast?
Good idea
Why not?
OK
I've got the grill on
Got any brown bread?
Yeah
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