Breakfast Time by Ego Orb Lyrics
[Part I: Before and leading up to transformation]
[Intro]
(Every single day you meet
At this time and start to eat
Could be veggies, could be meat
In your house or on the street
Breakfast is a thing you eat
Every single day you meet
At this time and start to eat
Could be veggies, could be meat
In your house or on the street
Breakfast is a thing you eat.)
[Verse]
He could feel the world around him change--
Breakfast time, it was breakfast time!
He could feel his skin going strange--
Breakfast time, it was breakfast time!
Looked at the clock, and he saw he was late
Breakfast time, breakfast time!
You know he's got too much on his plate!
Breakfast time, breakfast time!
[Chorus]
But now his
Brain is something more akin to a frying egg
His cerebral cortex is cereal... (in your house or on the street, Breakfast is a thing you eat,)
But no-one knows! (Every single day you meet, at this time and start to eat,)
(Could be veggies, could be meat
In your house or on the street
Breakfast is a thing you eat
Every single day you meet
At this time and start to eat
Could be veggies, could be meat
In your house or on the street
Breakfast is a thing you eat.)
[Verse]
He could feel himself starting to turn!
Breakfast time!
He shoulda known, that he'd never learn!
Breakfast time!
His sense of self-actuality
Well, it comes and goes...
His sense of everything that used to be?
He never knows!
[Chorus]
But now his
Brain is something more akin to a frying egg
His cerebral cortex is cereal
(Ooh, but no-one knows!) But no-one knows!
[Instrumental]
[Part II: It's happening!]
[Chorus]
(Breakfast is a thing you eat
Every single day you meet
At this time and start to eat
Could be veggies, could be meat
In your house or on the street
Breakfast is a thing you eat
Every single day you meet
At this time and start to eat
Could be veggies, could be meat
In your house or on the street
Breakfast is a thing you eat
Every single day you meet
At this time and start to eat
Could be veggies, could be meat
In your house or on the street
Breakfast is a thing you eat!)
[Part III: It's happened!]
[Intro]
Six A.M, his hair's become unreal!
Scrambled skin, get up, get up, oatmeal!
His hair is eggs, sausage legs, such an ordeal!
He is become
Breakfast, the walking meal!
(More McGriddle than man!)
[Outro]
(Breakfast is a thing you eat
Every single day you meet,)
He couldn't tell that he wasn't the same, (at this time and start to eat, Could be veggies, could be meat,)
Breakfast time! (in your house or on the street, Breakfast is a thing you eat,)
But at six, he would change again, (every single day you meet, at this time and start to- HEY!)
Breakfast Time! (Oo Ay, Oo Ah Oh.)
[Intro]
(Every single day you meet
At this time and start to eat
Could be veggies, could be meat
In your house or on the street
Breakfast is a thing you eat
Every single day you meet
At this time and start to eat
Could be veggies, could be meat
In your house or on the street
Breakfast is a thing you eat.)
[Verse]
He could feel the world around him change--
Breakfast time, it was breakfast time!
He could feel his skin going strange--
Breakfast time, it was breakfast time!
Looked at the clock, and he saw he was late
Breakfast time, breakfast time!
You know he's got too much on his plate!
Breakfast time, breakfast time!
[Chorus]
But now his
Brain is something more akin to a frying egg
His cerebral cortex is cereal... (in your house or on the street, Breakfast is a thing you eat,)
But no-one knows! (Every single day you meet, at this time and start to eat,)
(Could be veggies, could be meat
In your house or on the street
Breakfast is a thing you eat
Every single day you meet
At this time and start to eat
Could be veggies, could be meat
In your house or on the street
Breakfast is a thing you eat.)
[Verse]
He could feel himself starting to turn!
Breakfast time!
He shoulda known, that he'd never learn!
Breakfast time!
His sense of self-actuality
Well, it comes and goes...
His sense of everything that used to be?
He never knows!
[Chorus]
But now his
Brain is something more akin to a frying egg
His cerebral cortex is cereal
(Ooh, but no-one knows!) But no-one knows!
[Instrumental]
[Part II: It's happening!]
[Chorus]
(Breakfast is a thing you eat
Every single day you meet
At this time and start to eat
Could be veggies, could be meat
In your house or on the street
Breakfast is a thing you eat
Every single day you meet
At this time and start to eat
Could be veggies, could be meat
In your house or on the street
Breakfast is a thing you eat
Every single day you meet
At this time and start to eat
Could be veggies, could be meat
In your house or on the street
Breakfast is a thing you eat!)
[Part III: It's happened!]
[Intro]
Six A.M, his hair's become unreal!
Scrambled skin, get up, get up, oatmeal!
His hair is eggs, sausage legs, such an ordeal!
He is become
Breakfast, the walking meal!
(More McGriddle than man!)
[Outro]
(Breakfast is a thing you eat
Every single day you meet,)
He couldn't tell that he wasn't the same, (at this time and start to eat, Could be veggies, could be meat,)
Breakfast time! (in your house or on the street, Breakfast is a thing you eat,)
But at six, he would change again, (every single day you meet, at this time and start to- HEY!)
Breakfast Time! (Oo Ay, Oo Ah Oh.)