Disco Toast Drop

Lyrics

Woke up this morning, spirits up, so high,
Headed for the toaster, with hunger in my eye.
Golden and crispy, it popped with a cheer,
Quick move to butter it, but then dropped it, oh dear!

The toaster popped with a rhythm so slick,
Caught it mid-air, but it happened too quick.

Disco toast drop, down to the ground,
Slipped from my hands, but it's butter side down.
Five-second rule, now it’s under attack,
When it's butter-side floor, there’s no coming back.

There it lay sadly, my morning delight,
A buttered-up tragedy, not a beautiful sight.
Floor’s got a taste of my breakfast cuisine,
A disco of flavors, if you know what I mean.

Me and my toast, we were ready to jam,
Till the dance floor claimed it, what a breakfast scam!

Disco toast drop, groove turned to frown,
My tasty partner, yeah, it went butter down.
Forget the five-second, that rule's out of sight,
When the butter meets floor, it's the end of the fight.

Next time I’ll be careful, maybe move to a beat,
Ensuring my toast lands on its feet.
But till then I'll remember the slide and the drop,
The morning when disco and breakfast did flop.

Disco toast drop, down to the ground,
Slipped from my hands, but it's butter side down.
Five-second rule, now it’s under attack,
When it's butter-side floor, there’s no coming back.


So let this tale spin, a lesson unlearned,
Hold on to your breakfast or you might get burned.
It’s a disco toast drop, keep your feet on the ground,
Cause when butter faces down, there’s trouble around.