A-cy - chan's chow (feat. lavdav) Lyrics

This is the tale of a man whose desire lay in the box so much, some considered him mad
But there is something the normal human must understand
The legend of the salt and pepper box, the best in the land

March down the street in nothing but my Crocs
Looking at me, I'm playing with my locks
Three spring rolls, what a shock
No worries man, just a salt and pepper box

I walk in the shop, seeing a man with locks
He's ordering something in his Crocs
Chan's granny's in the kitchen, cooking like it's child play
I turn to the man to ask and say

What do you have to offer

Salt and pepper

Salt and pepper box please, no ribs, extra chicken
Do you want spring rolls?
No, me only prawn cracker

Prawn cracker

Open up the box, finding ribs inside
I crumpled on chan floor my soul just died

He said
What's wrong? You asked for extra ribs
I turned to him and said
You're telling a f*cking fib

Chan's chow
All the kitchen cooking know how
Chan's chow
Not enough to ditch my ribs now

Chan's chow
There's still ribs in my box
Standing in the rain in my Crocs
And now I've got wet socks

Chan's chow
Why'd you do this to me
Your prawn cracker set me free
But now I'm hungy

So I go to the counter and give him my food
If he puts ribs in my box, he'll be sued
He looks at me like I'm a little beggar
Then he asks if I'd like salt and pepper

Open up the box, finding chicken inside
It was so beautiful that I almost cried
Food so good I'll never go to the chippy
And they gave me prawn crackers
Yippee

Heading back home with a happy skip and run
By the time I got home, it was almost done
To my surprise, I looked back in the meal
And immediately it put me back in my feels

Chan's chow
There's still one rib in my box
Sitting in the house in my Crocs
And now I give no f*cks

Chan's chow
Chan's chow
Chan's chow
Chan's chow

That's the last time I go to the restaurant
Cause ribs are the last thing I f*cking want
I go to bed, not feeling much better
I fall asleep to start dreaming of salt and pepper

Chan's chow
All the kitchen cooking know how
Chan's chow
Not enough to dish my ribs now
Chan's chow

All the kitchen cooking know how
Chan's chow
Not enough to dish my ribs now
And so our story ends

With Ribs still in his food
Can Chan's chow make amends
For putting these gentlemen in a terrible mood
This is something we may never find out

But he'll be back
I don't doubt