Too Many Cooks Hot Dad

Too Many Cooks, the problem is you
Too small a kitchen, you can't prepare food
Too Many Cooks with nothing to do
No breakfast, lunch, or dinner, 'cause there ain't no room

I tried to warn you, you didn't understand
It's not a kitchen if you never feed a man
You keep bringing people here
They're crowded by the pans
I'm giving up, you've exceeded our capacity

Too Many Cooks
What have you unleashed?
Too Many Cooks
It's like the stench of raw meat
Too Many Cooks
We're in culinary hell
I know how it looks
We've got Too Many Cooks

Too Many Cooks, you're lusting for flesh
You'll probably eat me, 'cause I taste the best
Like wild beasts, pounding on your chest
Blood-soaked aprons, a kitchen of death

Too Many Cooks
What have you unleashed?
Too Many Cooks
It's like the stench of raw meat
Too Many Cooks
We're in culinary hell
I know how it looks
We've got Too Many Cooks