
Blacktop Pancake
deep somber, dark sad, hollowed, slowly sung with drums and wailing, deep hollow male voice strong vocal solo
April 12th, 2024suno
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
On a scorching summer's day, beneath the blazing sun,
A griddle sizzles hot, the cooking's just begun.
But not for burgers or steaks, oh no, that's not the thrill,
For today we're grilling pancakes on a blacktop grill.
[Chorus]
Oh, grilling pancakes on a blacktop grill,
Drenched in syrup, a breakfast thrill.
With every flip, with every sizzle and steam,
We're living the dream, it's a breakfast supreme.
[Verse 2]
The batter hits the griddle, a symphony of sound,
As it dances and sizzles, turning golden brown.
The aroma fills the air, a scent so sweet and pure,
As we flip and stack the pancakes, our appetites allure.
[Chorus]
Oh, grilling pancakes on a blacktop grill,
Drenched in syrup, a breakfast thrill.
With every flip, with every sizzle and steam,
We're living the dream, it's a breakfast supreme.
[Bridge]
With syrup cascading, like a golden waterfall,
We drizzle it generously, covering them all.
Each bite is heaven, a taste divine,
As we feast on pancakes, under the sun's shine.
[Chorus]
Oh, grilling pancakes on a blacktop grill,
Drenched in syrup, a breakfast thrill.
With every flip, with every sizzle and steam,
We're living the dream, it's a breakfast supreme.
[Verse 1]
On a scorching summer's day, beneath the blazing sun,
A griddle sizzles hot, the cooking's just begun.
But not for burgers or steaks, oh no, that's not the thrill,
For today we're grilling pancakes on a blacktop grill.
[Chorus]
Oh, grilling pancakes on a blacktop grill,
Drenched in syrup, a breakfast thrill.
With every flip, with every sizzle and steam,
We're living the dream, it's a breakfast supreme.
[Verse 2]
The batter hits the griddle, a symphony of sound,
As it dances and sizzles, turning golden brown.
The aroma fills the air, a scent so sweet and pure,
As we flip and stack the pancakes, our appetites allure.
[Chorus]
Oh, grilling pancakes on a blacktop grill,
Drenched in syrup, a breakfast thrill.
With every flip, with every sizzle and steam,
We're living the dream, it's a breakfast supreme.
[Bridge]
With syrup cascading, like a golden waterfall,
We drizzle it generously, covering them all.
Each bite is heaven, a taste divine,
As we feast on pancakes, under the sun's shine.
[Chorus]
Oh, grilling pancakes on a blacktop grill,
Drenched in syrup, a breakfast thrill.
With every flip, with every sizzle and steam,
We're living the dream, it's a breakfast supreme.
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