Smut Peddlers – Lotsa Cooks

Smut Peddlers – Lotsa Cooks Lyrics

Artist: Smut Peddlers
Song: Lotsa Cooks

Everybody’s telling me what to do
If I fail to act my life is through
Everyone thinks his way is b#tchin
There’s too many cooks in the kitchen

Build it up
Tear it down
I want grey
I want brown

Go to the country
Go to town
Keep it square
Make it round

One suckass says he’s my boss
If I don’t obey I’ll pay the cost
Another wheel who’s higher up
Says disobey or you’ll be f#cked

I’ll tell you what the problem is
Too many chefs too many ideas
Each one thinks his recipe’s b#tchin
There’s too many cooks in the kitchen

Paint it black
Bleach it white
By the light of day
In the dead of night

Veer to the lеft
Keep to the right
Twist it loose
Crank it tight

Maybe just bеcause he can
Another fool unveils his plan
We laugh at all the bosses’ jokes
Because they’re wheels and we’re just spokes

Everybody’s telling me what to do
If I fail to act my life is through
Everyone thinks his way is b#tchin
There’s too many cooks in the kitchen

Turn in on
Turn it off
Keep it hard
Make it soft

Robert Williams
Edward Roth
Stay right here
Now f#ck off

One suckass says he’s my boss
If I don’t obey I’ll pay the cost
Another wheel who’s higher up
Says disobey or you’ll be f#cked

I’ll tell you what the problem is
Too many chefs too many ideas
Each one thinks his recipe’s b#tchin
There’s too many cooks in the kitchen

Bring on every prodigy
I’ll pursue your strategy
Take your time and flex your power
Cuz I get paid by the hour
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Release Year: 2004