Gustafer Yellowgold - Punching Cheese by Gustafer Yellowgold lyrics

Say can't you see? I'm punching cheese When it's in front of me I'm rollin' up my sleeves Let me explain I can't fight this feeling Cheese on my ceiling It's my own Sistine As I plan my attack on every stack I see Do you ever fear your lunch is in jeopardy? Oh, oh, oh, holey swiss How art thou hangin'? With gloves I'm clanging a lovely wedge of thee Get you goggles on This may get messy ‘Cause that's blue-cheese dressing on your rocket leaves As I plan my attack on the pepper-jack I see Do you ever fear that your snack is in jeopardy? Oh, oh, oh Over there in France they fancy brie England has stilton with some mushy peas Far out in Spain munchin' muchos quesos A meeting with Manchego would get me overseas Oh, as I plan my attack on every piece I see Do youever fear that your slice is in jeopardy? Oh, oh, oh So I'll wrap it up I wonder what I'll dream But how can I sleep when the moon is green cheese? --- .