Lyrics If you rely on the pot of the luck No wonder why your dinner party will suck You need a genie, give this bottle a rub 'Cause what good is spirit if it's stuck in a jug? Take a sip of this, I'll give you somethin' to chug As if one too many wasn't enough Another round, on the house for the cup and the mug Still runnin' and gunnin' like a couple of thugs Owed a debt to the devil, but we settled it You know that I love to gamble but I had to quit 'Cause I'm an addict, never know when I'm gonna stop If I see a glass half full, then I'll fill it up And you can bet I will never spill a drop If you wanna put a lid on me then I'm gonna pop I'm not a tall drink, but I'm leveled to the top You can talk to my bosses, I kill it at my job But now that Satan's reign is over I won't wager my soul, I'm sober Nonetheless, Cuphead's back for an encore Two heads are better than one but we want more! 'Cause something's missing and you need a new fix Perhaps, a feminine ingredient to the mix? And that's just what you want the mostest Promise, you won't get ghosted Bottles up, let's raise a toast (Give 'em all a taste of our brand new roast!) Mouths to feed but we got 'em all fed Don't leave any appetite unread! Trust me, if you wanna bake some bread (Do not double-cross Cuphead, 'nough said) Hell has frozen over, now that I got sober I doubt I'm outta dice to be rolled Listen, death, I'm gonna cheat you Since I've got a sweet tooth This is a dish I've been told is best served cold This little dish sure can take a lickin' If you don't want heat then evacuate the kitchen Keep your feet movin', don't stop kickin' The oven is hot and the clock is tickin' Pickin' up steam, gotta work fast I've earned my treat but I'm gonna burn that 'Cause I'm chuggin' all day and I can't turn back Careful not to get caught in my thirst trap Ready for the check? 'Cause you've been served That is unless you have room for dessert Doesn't matter if you've already swallowed your pride It don't mean you won't succumb to your vice Your ravenous appetite might leave you wantin' more I've got a recipe for disaster and that means back to the cutting board Sorry Chef, checkmate, you're done I'm stickin' you up with a finger gun I could duel the sheriff, I could move a mountain If you wanna dogfight me, you'll be howlin' I'll halt this bootleg operation If they get salty, then I'll bake 'em Might get dicey, but I'll shake 'em Like a bad habit (had to break 'em) I don't just got drip, I run like a faucet My nickname is "Hothead" 'cause no one can touch this I'm non-alcoholic, but I'm hella toxic Come on, I know you want it You'd better swallow all of it Hell has frozen over, now that I got sober I doubt I'm outta dice to be rolled Listen, death, I'm gonna cheat you Since I've got a sweet tooth This is a dish I've been told is best served cold Three heads are better than two If you bit off more than you can chew But ain't just anyone we let in our crew You gotta skippity-bop-bop-bowop-bop-bop-bop (biddly-diddly-doo) (Beep-bop-beep-bop-beepity-bow-beep-bop-bippity-boo) (Skippity-pap, pippity-pow, chickity-lickity-doo) (Wamalama-dam-bam-bamala-dam-badam-bip-bip-bippity-bee) (Deet-dot-deet-dot-deedly-deet-de-dee-dee-dee-deedly-dee) Do not mess with a Cuphead, 'nough said Hell has frozen over, now that I got sober I doubt I'm outta dice to be rolled Listen, death, I'm gonna cheat you Since I've got a sweet tooth This is a dish I've been told is best served cold
I just remixed so it could loop ;3
