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Lyrics
[Verse 1] They made somethin' They played somethin' Brand new, a baby blue machine Brass tacks, duct tape For the great escape Packed in there like sardines [Pre-Chorus] Back and forth East, south, west, north Shred the atlas, burn the map Often lost and paths crisscrossed Wake me up, I need a nap [Chorus] One, two, what's in the stew? Three, four No one's really sure Five, six What's in the mix? Seven, eight This stuff tastes [Verse 2] They did somethin' Which meant somethin' And that got them some attention Eyes wide A roller coaster ride and Great pride in this invention [Pre-Chorus] I think they're sellin' snake oil At the dog and pony show And in the garden, gee Well, would you pardon me? And by the way, how does it grow? [Chorus] One, two, what's in the stew? Three, four No one's really sure Five, six What's in the mix? Seven, eight This stuff tastes [Interlude] [Bridge] The explanation, unexplainable Holdin' onto somethin' once so unattainable The course was never charted so don't look into the books The secret's not the recipe, it's gotta be the cooks [Verse 3] They made somethin' They played somethin' Blood, sweat, and elbow grease Well, if you can't stand the heat in the kitchen Get out, it will increase (Get out, it will increase) [Pre-Chorus] Last train to where? Get out of here Nothin's measured and nothin's weighed A dash of honesty in the recipe And that's the first mistake you've made [Chorus] One, two, what's in the stew? Three, four No one's really sure Five, six What's in the mix? Seven, eight Hey, this stuff tastes [Outro] One, two, what's in the stew? Three, four (Three, four) Well, no one's really sure Five, six (Five, six) What's in the mix? Seven, eight This stuff tastes Great
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Credits
- Writers
- Joe Gittleman
- Dicky Barrett