EASY BAKER

To the tune of "The Pusher" (click there) by Steppenwolf and
with apologies to Hoyt Axton ( there too)

You know I smoked a lotta’ Perch,

Oh Lord
You know I mopped a lotta’ spills
But I never Poached nuthin’, nooo,

That would have been better Grilled
You know I seen a lotta’ people walkin’ round
With Pate’ a Choux in their eyes
But the Baker don’t care, if they live or if they die


Got dang, the Baker
I said got dang the Baker
Got dang, got dang, the Bakerman

You know the Pastry Chef is a man
With the Love Dough in his hand
He’s got Eclairs an' Tarts an' Pastries
Good God, he’s not a Protein man
Aww, The Baker for a nickel
Lord, will sell you lots of Sweet Creams
You’ll get the Body Fat and the Dia-bee-tees

There'll be Croquembouche and Confection Sugar

When you Sneeze

I said, Got dang, the Bakerman...

Well now if I were the Manager of this Hotel
You know I’d report the Bakerman

Immediately to “Personnel”
I’d truss him if he stands and

I’d roux him if he runs
I’d kill him with my Butchers mallet,

I'd Saute’ him till he’s done…

I said Got Dang, the Bakerman...