歌词
[Verse 1]
There once was a man from a small little town,
He had a peculiar, bacon-y crown,
His beard wasn't hair, no, not a single strand,
It was crispy, and greasy, a sight so grand.
[Chorus]
Oh, Bacon Beard Bob, you're a sight to behold,
With your savory whiskers, worth their weight in gold,
Every morning a sizzle, every night a delight,
You're the bacon king, shining so bright!
[Musical Interlude]
[Verse 2]
He'd walk down the street, folks would gather around,
"Can I get a nibble?" they'd eagerly sound,
His beard smelled of breakfast, eggs on the side,
With a bacon beard, he wore his pride.
[Chorus]
Oh, Bacon Beard Bob, you're a sight to behold,
With your savory whiskers, worth their weight in gold,
Every morning a sizzle, every night a delight,
You're the bacon king, shining so bright!
[Solo]
[Bridge]
At night he would dream of a bacon-y land,
Where beards like his were in high demand,
Pancake moustaches and sausage hair,
In the kingdom of breakfast, he'd be the heir.
[Interlude]
[Verse 3]
One day a chef with a twinkle in his eye,
Said, "Bob, your beard makes me want to fry,"
A deal was struck, and it wasn't too long,
Bob's Bacon Beard was the star of a song.
[Chorus]
Oh, Bacon Beard Bob, you're a sight to behold,
With your savory whiskers, worth their weight in gold,
Every morning a sizzle, every night a delight,
You're the bacon king, shining so bright!
[Melodic Interlude]
[Verse 3]
One day a chef with a twinkle in his eye,
Said, "Bob, your beard makes me want to fry,"
A deal was struck, and it wasn't too long,
Bob's Bacon Beard was the star of a song.
[Chorus]
Oh, Bacon Beard Bob, you're a sight to behold,
With your savory whiskers, worth their weight in gold,
Every morning a sizzle, every night a delight,
You're the bacon king, shining so bright!
[Melodic Interlude]
[Outro]
So raise a toast to Bob and his beard so divine,
A crispy creation, truly one of a kind,
In the hall of fame for beards so weird,
Stands our hero Bob, with his bacon beard.
