歌词
(Verse 1)
The kitchen, a battlefield, where aromas clash and churn,
Pots and pans a clatter, as the dinner fire does burn.
Exotic spices mingle, with questionable delight,
A culinary adventure, on this fateful summer night.
(Chorus 1)
Oh, the chef's regret, a churning in the gut,
A symphony of spices, gone terribly wrong, just a smidge too much!
Bell peppers and durian, a battle in the bowl,
Prepare yourselves, dear diners, for a taste that takes its toll!
(Verse 2)
The bubbling cauldron simmers, a concoction strange and bold,
Ingredients unmentionable, a story yet untold.
Fermented fruits and cheeses, a pungent, noxious blend,
A culinary gamble, that might not have a happy end.
(Chorus 2)
Oh, the chef's regret, a churning in the gut,
A symphony of spices, gone terribly wrong, just a smidge too much!
Moldy cheese and durian, a pungent, acrid plight,
Tonight's a culinary duel, where taste buds take flight!
(Verse 3)
The guests arrive, with smiles and eager eyes,
Unaware of the horrors, that this dish may disguise.
The plates are served, a colorful display,
But beneath the surface, a darkness holds sway.
(Chorus 3)
Oh, the chef's regret, a churning in the gut,
A symphony of spices, gone terribly wrong, just a smidge too much!
Putrid fish and tofu, a battle for control,
Tonight's a test of courage, for body and for soul!
(Bridge)
A hesitant first bite, a grimace on each face,
Disappointment and disgust, a culinary disgrace.
The chef, head hung low, a victim of his pride,
A lesson learned the hard way, with nowhere left to hide.
(Verse 4)
The kitchen, a tomb, of culinary defeat,
Empty plates and hollow laughter, a gastronomic retreat.
The chef, with tearful eyes, begs forgiveness in vain,
A cautionary tale, for those who experiment with disdain.
(Outro)
Oh, the chef's regret, a memory that stings,
A reminder to all cooks, to know the difference between daring and dreadful things!
