SMFC (sour milk funky cheese)

Chorus

Sour milk on my lips, I don’t care about the taste

It’s got me feeling different, yeah, I pour it anyway

It’s got a little bite and a memory I crave

Give me all that sour milk, let it spill down the drain

Post-Chorus

Whoa, oh, whoa, oh

Whoa, oh, whoa, oh

Verse 2

Saturday morning, fridge is running low

But I see that carton, I already know

Even past the date, I’m giving it a go

Nothing too sweet, gotta let the funk show

Pre-Chorus

Friends all laughing, but I just shrug

It’s a thing for the brave, not the ones who judge

Pour it in my cup, yeah, watch me chug

Life’s a little weird and I need that buzz

Chorus

Sour milk on my lips, I don’t care about the taste

It’s got me feeling different, yeah, I pour it anyway

It’s got a little bite and a memory I crave

Give me all that sour milk, let it spill down the drain

Post-Chorus

Whoa, oh, whoa, oh

Whoa, oh, whoa, oh

Verse 3

Old brie in the fridge, got that wild perfume

Muenster with an edge, make the neighbors leave the room

I like it when it’s strong, when the flavor kicks in

Pass me something blue, got that cheesehead grin

Pre-Chorus

Friends say I’m crazy but I just laugh

Pair it with my milk, yeah, that funky craft

Never been normal, never playin’ it safe

Bring on the stink, that’s the way I crave

Chorus

Sour milk on my lips, I don’t care about the taste

It’s got me feeling different, yeah, I pour it anyway

It’s got a little bite and a memory I crave

Give me all that sour milk, let it spill down the drain

Post-Chorus

Whoa, oh, whoa, oh

Whoa, oh, whoa, oh

Verse 4

Stomach’s in a battle, think I had too much

Cheese and sour milk, now I lost my lunch

Funky feast was wild, but I’m paying the price

Next time I snack, I better think twice

Pre-Chorus

Couch is my home, yeah, I’m stuck in a rut

Regret on my face, hands over my gut

But would I do it again, yeah, I might just say

Funk’s got a hold, can’t keep it away

Chorus

Sour milk on my lips, I don’t care about the taste

It’s got me feeling different, yeah, I pour it anyway

It’s got a little bite and a memory I crave

Give me all that sour milk, let it spill down the drain

Post-Chorus

Whoa, oh, whoa, oh

Whoa, oh, whoa, oh

Verse 5

Lyin’ in my bed, see the ceiling spin

Cheddar flashin’ by, all the mold I’ve been in

Friends gather 'round, sayin’ this was my fate

Final words spill out—never let the funk wait

Pre-Chorus

Don’t cry for me, just bring more brie

If it’s got a kick, that’s the legacy

Lived my life bold, on the curdled side

If you taste the funk, you know I never lied

Chorus

Sour milk on my lips, I don’t care about the taste

It’s got me feeling different, yeah, I pour it anyway

It’s got a little bite and a memory I crave

Give me all that sour milk, let it spill down the drain

Post-Chorus

Whoa, oh, whoa, oh

Whoa, oh, whoa, oh