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