
Vindaloo at the Speed of Spice
Posted on September 1, 2026 at 2:34 AM
Lyrics
[Intro]
Mm
Mm-hmm
Okay okay okay
[Verse 1]
Sat down at the launchpad ate my vindaloo
Pepper X on top like a dare I knew I'd rue
Mission control said buddy check the heat scale
I said it's fine it's fine it's fine I'll prevail
Took one bite and the countdown hit my tongue
Felt my eyebrows leave my face and start to hum
Now I'm strapped to the rocket and the rockets strapped to me
Ground control you should probably beep beep beep
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh you told me not to do it
I did it anyway
Oh the warning signs were glowing
I swallowed them today
[Chorus]
What could go wrong with my poor choice
What could go wrong with my poor choice
I'm leaving Earth at the speed of spice
What could go wrong with my poor choice
[Post-Chorus]
Whoo whoo whoo
Burning brighter than the boosters
Whoo whoo whoo
Faster than my poor decisions
[Verse 2]
Pepper X is laughing somewhere in my gut
My stomach's doing somersaults my brain is out of luck
Sixty thousand feet and climbing higher than my pride
The firewall is jealous of the fire in my side
Bass drum thumping underneath my breathing heart
The cello underneath me sawing through my art
I'm a rocket full of curry and a man full of regret
But I'll wave to every planet that I ever might have met
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh you told me not to do it
I did it anyway
Oh the warning signs were glowing
I swallowed them today
[Chorus]
What could go wrong with my poor choice
What could go wrong with my poor choice
I'm leaving Earth at the speed of spice
What could go wrong with my poor choice
[Post-Chorus]
Whoo whoo whoo
Burning brighter than the boosters
Whoo whoo whoo
Faster than my poor decisions
[Verse 3]
Ground control you need to worry more or less
Guess
You said reentry's gentle you said atmosphere is soft
I think my whole digestive system just went interstellar off
The drum kit's rattling like maracas in my soul
The double bass is bowing till the wood can't take its toll
I'm a cosmic vindaloo comet on a one-way ride
With my foolishness as fuel and my stomach as my guide
[Bridge]
Maybe Mars has mango chutney
Maybe Venus has the sweet relief
Maybe somewhere out in orbit
There's a place that doesn't burn beneath my teeth
Ha
[Chorus]
What could go wrong with my poor choice
What could go wrong with my poor choice
I'm leaving Earth at the speed of spice
What could go wrong with my poor choice
[Post-Chorus]
Whoo whoo whoo
Burning brighter than the boosters
Whoo whoo whoo
Faster than my poor decisions
[Outro]
Woo
I'd do it again
Mm
I'd do it again
Woo
I'd do it again
Ha ha ha
I'd do it again