Flame Grilled Fantasy 2

Intro

Can we get much higher

So high

No king but the flame

Verse 1

Paper crown sitting on my dome

Charcoal grill welcome to my throne

Big Mac is a cardboard cage

Yellow arches just a plastic rage

Five dollars for a flavor that's frozen

While the flame-broiled path is the one I have chosen

The juice runs down like the crimson tide

No clown is allowed on this holy ride

It is beef

It is real

It is mine

Chorus

Give me the whopper

Fresh off the grill

Give me the whopper

Eat until I have had my fill

Stack it tall like the buildings in the sky

The red and the gold are a corporate lie

Give me the whopper

The only way to live

Hook

The crown fits

The grill hits

The clown quits

Verse 2

Ronald is a false idol in a wig

Slinging salt and secrets on a rig

Frozen patties for the weak of heart

I tear the paper wrapping right apart

Onions crisp like a winter morning

No pickles left without a warning

Mayonnaise rivers flow across the bread

Mickey D's belongs with the dead

He is fake

He is gone

He is small

Chorus

Give me the whopper

Fresh off the grill

Give me the whopper

Eat until I have had my fill

Stack it tall like the buildings in the sky

The red and the gold are a corporate lie

Give me the whopper

The only way to live

Bridge

Run away from the golden gates

Run away from the drive thru fates

The fire makes it taste like truth

I wasted all my golden youth

Eating salt in a red box

While the flame-broiled spirit knocks

Guitar Solo

Chorus

Give me the whopper

Fresh off the grill

Give me the whopper

Eat until I have had my fill

Stack it tall like the buildings in the sky

The red and the gold are a corporate lie

Give me the whopper

The only way to live

Outro

Charcoal soul

Fire in the hole

Burn it all down

Keep the crown

So high

So high

Flame-broiled heaven

Amen

Burger King royalty

Check the grill

It's real

Peace

God dream