Salt & Pepper (Cuphead) - Rockit Music
Composed by:Rockit Music/Russell McKamey/Vincent Newsom
Delicious so delicious
Delicious so delicious
With a dash of salt and a little bit of pepper
Delicious so delicious
Delicious so delicious
With a dash of salt and a little bit of pepper
It's so delicious won't you
Please come and cook with us tonight tonight
With a dash of salt and a little bit of pepper
This course was made for you fools
You know we rigged it so you'll die
You'll die
With a dash of salt and a little bit of pepper
One two punch you and the cops for lunch
I got my mob on the line and I'm droppin' bombs
So let me spin the disc sound waves they get thin
Like an ant on a hill I'ma suck you in
Gnomes they come lookin' for gold whoa there
Knocked my tooth out oh no
Who goes there
Glum to some guess I'm sad to love
Callin' gaggles of my geese double crossed for blood
Mortimer the mortician with the premonitions
My crystal ball's cloudy snowin' all over my victims
A nice cold mug for a storm that's 'bout to brew
It's aurora bore-all over for you
When you hear my moo step into my saloon
I'll be pullin' out your pockets with a heavy vacuum
Yes I'm the wurst tin cans to burst
You got beef with me
A sausage dessert
The bulldogs we're the hogs on it
Huntin' in a pack top shelf top ramen
Doggonit Howlin' at the moon chomp on it
Yankees of the sky no we're not fallin'
Delicious so delicious
Delicious so delicious
With a dash of salt and a little bit of pepper
Delicious so delicious
Delicious so delicious
With a dash of salt and a little bit of pepper
It's so delicious won't you
Please come and cook with us tonight tonight
With a dash of salt and a little bit of pepper
This course was made for you fools
You know we rigged it so you'll die
You'll die
With a dash of salt and a little bit of pepper
One by one by one your chance at victory is done
Simpleminded pawns and we're headless on the run
No more usin' your gun armor stronger than strong
You can only parry heads knockin' them off
With a sword and a shield I'll be knockin' you down
In the hall of the knight hit you with a fake-out
Come a little closer hit you with a wild swing
Jumpin' off my mane dealin' me a good sting
Here's the Bishop you're cups on my wishlist
My heads spin 'round I see all of your business