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Welcome to Flavortown
02:26
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Welcome to Flavor town
We got diners drive ins and dives
Obey the rules here or pay with your lives
Got a fryer here, it’s people sized
Serve you up, with a side of fries
On a throne I sit with flames on the sides
Need some wheels if you wanna survive
Flavortown is the place where mangos grow in peace
All the rivers flow with baked beans
The air smells like bacon and cheese is everywhere
And when I get time to myself, I spend it in my flavor lair
Welcome to my blessed orchard
Trespass and prepare to be tortured
My prized possession, my obsession, let this be a lesson
I’d choose that mango over you peasants
The grease king and a minister
Show me love for I can be sinister
Shower my subjects with wings that I administer
No spot here you cant grab a bite to eat
A little sweet or with a little heat
Milkshake or are you feeling blood thirsty
Flavortown nation
Food Network on every station
Flames and checkers on all of god’s creations
Food so good make it a destination
Flavortown nation
Food Network on every station
Flames and checkers on all of god’s creations
Food so good make it a destination
Flavortown nation
Food Network on every station
Flames and checkers on all of god’s creations
Food so good make it a destination
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2. |
Finding the Tree
01:56
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I just found myself so far from home
I got the munchies I want an ice cream cone
Something fruity strawberry could be fine
You want it tropical? Maybe Guy won't mind
And I just want a mango
And I just want a mango
And I just want a mango
And I just want...
There are so many mangoes surely he won't mind
I'll just take one, pluck it from the vine
Tastes like honey, juice running down my wrists
It's just lovely, Tango come quick try this
Tastes like nothing I've ever eaten on this earth
It's something special, it's filling me with mirth
And we just ate a mango
And we just ate a mango
And we just ate a mango
And we just ate...
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When I'm driving downtown in my Dodge Durango
Eating a mango in the backseat
Juice is dribbling down my chin
Who's ready for a night full of sin?
Rolling up with the homies
I notice something amiss
Cash and Tango stealing my mango
*honk honk*
I'm looking for something even better than bacon (better than bacon)
I'll see if Cash and Tango know what's shaking (know what's shaking)
Set the oven for 1,000 degrees (1,000 degrees)
Tastes even better when you hear the screams (aaaaaaah)
Flavortown is a place
Where nothing is out of place
Touch the produce and see what happens now
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4. |
69°C
01:41
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Eat the mango, do the tango, you know how we do
Bingo bango, Dodge Durango in the rearview
Hit the town, down to clown, down a drink or two
Start a fight, stole a bike, sidecar's for you
See the lights, ditch it right, didn't think this through
Lose the bacon, asses shaking, check out her crew
Shoot some grease, unleash the beast, slip out where she snooze
Hit the can, find my man, we cannot lose
4am, breakfast my friend, orange juice
Dine and dash, I love you Cash
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5. |
Deep Freeze
03:28
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If I had a hammer, I'd be one hammer richer
If I had some strength, I'd use it to revolt
Stuck without any kind of freedom
We can't wait until we fall asleep
Guy Fieri is not my friend
We're no family, I cannot pretend
Stuck without any kind of kindness
We won't wait until we have been beat
The baked bean factory closed in 1986
And Guy Fieri never stopped playing his tricks
The river's soiled. Mangos only for the rich
As we starve toiling in the ditch
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6. |
Mango #5 (Interlude)
01:04
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Aw damn. Cash and Tango sure have gotten themselves in a pickle. Ever since they devoured the prized mango of Guy Fieri, there is only one thing he has wanted on his burger. And it ain't bacon. No sir, it's not. It's the long pig. Hehehehehehehe...
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Escaping with our necks alone, is not a satisfying zone.
To leave our hearts and mind within. We’ve gone farther when embracing sin.
Vengeance is something sweet, better than the mangoes we once seeked.
We got away, but that’s not all, if we had to suffer then this place will fall.
You grab the gas, I got the matches. We’re going wild, I’m feeling batshit
We’re gonna burn it down, burn it down, baby
We’re gonna burn it down, burn it down, baby
We’re gonna burn it down, burn it down, baby
We’re gonna burn it down, burn it down, baby
We’re gonna burn it down, burn it down, baby
We’re gonna burn it down, burn it down, baby
We’re gonna burn it down, burn it down, baby
We’re gonna burn it down, burn it down, baby
Fire in my eyes
I rip off, my disguise
Revealing who I always was
The arsonist, with the worthy cause
Grilled fruit a tasty treat
Something nice, served with defeat
Those frosted tips are all but melted
Guy’s reign of terror has now ended
I’m so happy so warm inside
Lights dancing in my eyes. Nowhere to hide.
We’re gonna burn it down, burn it down, baby
We’re gonna burn it down, burn it down, baby
We’re gonna burn it down, burn it down, baby
We’re gonna burn it down, burn it down, baby
We’re gonna burn it down, burn it down, baby
We’re gonna burn it down, burn it down, baby
We’re gonna burn it down, burn it down, baby
We’re gonna burn it down, burn it down, baby
(The boys are taking up arms)
(Pitchforks replace the wind farms)
(Mangoes once looked so dope)
(Now flames are licking our toes)
(One day we’ll have a new chance)
(To take another guy’s plants)
(Till that forlorn day comes)
(We will torch these bums)
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Oooooooh yeah, the band's really on tonight
(Jazz)
Cash and Tango really got themselves in a stitch
No escape, Fieri's angry, now aint that a bitch
Burning down that grove got a different kind of heat
Laying low they gotta keep themselves off of the street
So you need a way to slip away from the fuzz
Look no further then the Electric Mango and Hot Gos
Sticky floors, overpours, smoky ceiling, paint is peeling
Underground, muffled sounds, miscreants know the feeling
Name is Jack, that's a fact, know everything in this city
You need a ride, I know a guy, have a seat now ain't it pretty
I made this place for anyone who won't obey
Hear the jazz, have a drink, enjoy your stay
OK, here's the rub, Fieri's gonna come and eat your ass
You need a way out, make it a double and make it fast
Fieri's penis rocket is the only way. I jack a ride, blast off. I hope you enjoy the stay.
Fieri's penis rocket is the only way. I jack a ride, blast off. I hope you enjoy the stay.
Fieri's penis rocket is the only way. I jack a ride, blast off. I hope you enjoy the stay.
Ladies and gentlemen
(Fieri's here)
(We gotta go now)
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9. |
Fieri's Fury
02:22
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Tango looks to be so yummy
So maybe you and Cash can play gin rummy in my tummy
Some say that I'm deranged
But I disagree, you see, you're best served with champagne
This fire just isn't on my shirt
I'll give you some hot sauce, soon you'll feel the hurt
One egg
Two whites
One more empty goodnight
Cash looks to be so yummy
So maybe you and Tango can go play backgammon in my tummy
You've heard that I'm a great chef
Something sweet, some heat and another attempt
To prevent my recipe
Now don't wait long I'll just make some tea
Or maybe a different game
We can play craps if you'd like
We don't have to be profane
I also have bananagrams
If we play, loser has to try, my apricot JAM
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10. |
Duel of the Plates
00:31
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11. |
Leafy Greens
01:54
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I'm gonna kick your ass
You won't last one minute
Don't fill up on spinach
Sauteed greens
Just means peas
Can't say cheese when you're missing
All your teeth
I'll be chutney when you're done with me
I'll make jam out of your icee
You'll need death after all this pain
No one's sane inside of this game
It's in my name
I've got fists
You won't miss
Just one kiss from mama
You're eating shit
Sauteed greens
Means broccoli
Can't say shit when you're missing
All you need
You'll be chutney when you're done with me
I'll make jam out of your icee
You'll need death after all this pain
No one's sane inside of this game
It's in my name
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12. |
The Beatdown
02:41
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Red rains fall from above
Go through the clouds planes and the sun
Flow from my fingers and clench my fists
Your head will implode and eyes turn to mist
You won't get away with this
You low life sack of piss
You won't ever sleep again
There is no world in which you win
Super Cash against Perfect Guy
Now my true strength will just pierce the sky
The best cook in all the land
Can't eat his arm, your fries are bland
You won't get away with this
You low life sack of piss
You won't ever sleep again
There is no world in which you win
You won't get away with this
You low life sack of piss
You won't ever sleep again
There is no world in which you win
Guy's grease god fist just may
Fall flat as I deflect, is this play?
My eyes are white, but I can see clear
I've transcended and now I have no fear
You won't get away with this
You low life sack of piss
You won't ever sleep again
There is no world in which you win
You won't get away with this
You low life sack of piss
You won't ever sleep again
There is no world in which you win
TANGOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
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13. |
The Last Schmaltz
02:09
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I saw my life slip through my fingers.
I want to stay. Can I please linger?
One more chance to see my best friend.
I can't pretend to comprehend
What he will feel without me there
At peace, bullshit, I'll miss his stare
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I miss Tango. I'm just Cash
On my own again, in the past
As a baby, I was cold
Alone and afraid again, on my own
Where I ended, was where I start
I've never stayed as someone smart
I was sobbing, breaking down
I'm a mess now. I'm a clown.
I am useless, just a sham
A solo wanderer, stuck in life's oldest scam
I miss Tango. I'm just Cash
On my own again, in the past
As a baby I was cold
Alone and afraid again, on my own
Where I ended, was where I start
I've never stayed as someone smart
I was sobbing, breaking down
I'm a mess now. I'm a clown.
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