[Verse 1: Yelling skate-punk male lead, shouted skate-punk lead, fast drums] Every night at seven I put on the apron Every night at seven, man, the kitchen is a crater Smoke alarm's the dinner bell, it goes off when I cook Fire extinguisher got a nickname and a hook Blackened chicken, blackened rice, a blackened pot of beans Blackened toast and blackened eggs and blackened tangerines Tasha sits there smiling with a napkin on her lap Takes a single bite and then she gives a little clap Says well done, babe, and I take a bow Two years running I'm a chef somehow I been cooking like a champion, she told me so Every night well done and I'm putting on a show [Hook: Yelling skate-punk male lead, full band, bright power chords] She said well done every single night Burnt it to a brick but she said it's just right Well done, babe, I'm the king of the stove Well done, baby, that's the only word I know [Verse 2: Yelling skate-punk male lead, faster skate-punk lead, punchy bass] Then a Tuesday they let me off work at four Grabbed her flowers from the corner and I snuck in the door Heard a scraping out the back by the garden hose Saw Tasha with a plate and a clip on her nose Scraping last night's chicken in the dog bowl, man Biscuit going crazy like a heavy metal fan Dog got fatter every week and I never asked why Dog been eating like a king and I been eating a lie [Hook: Yelling skate-punk male lead, blast-beat burst, the drummer slams a short blast-beat burst then the band lands] She said well done every single night Burnt it to a brick but she said it's just right Well done, babe, I'm the king of the stove Well done, baby, that's the only word I know [Verse 3: Raw female MC verse, Tasha, shouted female verse over the skate-punk band] Danny, baby, listen, I ain't trying to be cruel But your chicken got a crust like the floor of a school I said well done 'cause it's true, it is done to a crisp I just never said I ate it, baby, read my lips Biscuit loves your cooking, he's your number one fan Two years I been ordering tacos from the van So keep on cooking, honey, put on your show I'll keep saying well done and the dog gets the glow [Bridge: Yelling skate-punk male lead, band pounds, shouted skate-punk lead] So I threw out the apron and I bought her a steak Let her cook for a week for the poor dog's sake Biscuit on a diet and he's staring at me Like the best cook in the house just got fired, see [Final Hook: Yelling skate-punk male lead, full band, skate-punk raw full voice] She said well done every single night Burnt it to a brick but she said it's just right Well done, babe, I'm the king of the stove Well done, baby, that's the only word I know [End]
