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Sandwich Commandments - The Doilies lyrics

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Hallelujah!

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Hallelujah!

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  • Steve 0 points

    Wow... not sure what the hell is wrong with this goofy-ass site, but the captcha test just rejects everything. The real lyrics are:

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    The first commandment of making a sandwich
    Bread is king

    You see because
    Without bread
    We who make sandwich are nothing
    Because bread is to sandwich
    What song is to band
    Bread is to sandwich
    What foot is to shoe
    Bread is to sandwich
    What love is to life
    Bread is king

    OH YEAH HAH AOO

    Commandment number two
    Mustard goes with everything
    Mustard goes with everything
    If you have two pieces of bread
    Mustard
    And anything else
    You have a delicious sandwich

    Examples
    Bread
    Chicken cutlet
    Mustard
    You have a delicious sandwich

    Let's make it a little bit more challenging
    Bread
    Corn on the cob
    Mustard
    You have a delicious sandwich

    Bread
    Box of pencils
    Mustard
    You have a delicious sandwich

    Bread
    One kind of mustard
    Another kind of mustard
    You have a delicious sandwich

    And if anyone tells you
    That the same thing is true of mayonnaise
    You tell that person that they're a liar
    A fink
    And a fucking asshole
    Because mustard goes with everything

    WAOO OOH YEAH OOH YEAH

    Number three
    Nothing's off limits, everything's in play
    When making a sandwich, you have to be willing to improvise
    We don't have the luxury of a well-stocked pantry
    We have to make due with what we have
    Let me ask you a question
    Does grapefruit go with baloney?
    Yes
    Nothing's off limits
    Everything's in play
    Does pesto taste good on top of cereal?
    Yes
    Nothing's off limits
    I'm making a sandwich here
    If you want a five star meal then go to a five star restaurant
    But I'm hungry
    It's two in the morning
    And I'm too lazy to go down to the corner deli
    I have a box of yellow raisins
    Two mismatched pieces of bread
    Half a grapefruit
    A slice of baloney
    A bag of Twizzlers
    A piece of ham
    Four sticks of gum
    A number two pencil
    A jar of mustard
    And I'm making a fucking sandwich

    Nothing's off limits
    Everything is in play

    Number four
    Toast it
    Toast it

    Number five

    Uhhaaah yeah uh come on come on mmmhmmm
    Pickle.
    Sup pickle?
    I said what's up pickle?
    Pickle? Pickle pickle pickle?

    OH YEAH AOO OOH YEAH

    Number six.
    When I said that nothing is off limits and that everything is in play,
    I was not referring to sun dried tomatoes.
    Sun dried tomatoes are the enemy of a sandwich.

    WAOO OOH YEAH OOH YEAH

    It's not a sandwich anymore
    It's a piece of shit
    So if you want to eat shit then be my guest
    But let me tell you something bub
    I'm hungry
    Yeah
    It's four in the morning
    I'm watching Court TV
    And I need something to eat
    And I don't want to eat shit
    I want to eat a sandwich
    You fucking asshole
    Sun dried tomatoes are bullshit

    OH YEAH AOO OOH YEAH

    Why do you test me, huh?
    Why do you test me like this?
    Do you think this is a fucking joke?
    When I tell you that sun dried tomatoes are bullshit
    You think I'm joking?
    You fucking dick
    I'll kill you
    I will kill you

    OH YEAH, WOO

    Commandment number seven
    Missing link
    Let's take a step back
    You've made your sandwich
    You've taken a bite
    But something's missing
    What's missing?
    What is the missing link?
    And be critical
    Ask questions of your sandwich
    Raise the bar
    Settle for nothing less than perfect
    Because it's within your grasp
    You fucking asshole
    Because your sandwich is your life
    Don't throw it away
    Don't sell it short
    Don't fuckin' one slice of cheese suck it fuck it no
    This is your life we're talking about
    You only live once friend
    So find the missing link
    What's holding you back from your sandwich, huh?
    What is blocking you from your sandwich kid? Huh?
    What's keeping you from creating something that will last forever?
    Your sandwich will last an eternity

    Number nine
    Have fun
    Yeah
    Have fun
    Have fun making your sandwich
    Do you hear me?
    Have fun
    AOO OOH YEAH

    Number ten
    The end
    Do not fear the end
    Because the end is life

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