Infecting the Crepes Lyrics

Another day at this heap of shit
How did I let my life get to this?
A line cook at a dead end establishment
A marriage of false promises and abuse

This customer is getting on my last nerve
I've had it up to here with his entitlement
First the steak was too cold, now its too warm
Arbitrarily unsatisfied, he demands his meal to be comped

I'm about to blow my fucking gasket
In my wrath, I call upon my fellow cooks
"We'll fix it and throw in some ‘complimentary' crepes"
A silent nod, an understanding exchanged

A line cook sees to the steak
The rest of us gather
Around the crepes
Culinary malevolence

Infecting the crepes methodically
With piss and other heinous germs

I don't care if I go to prison
Wiping that smug smile off of his
Fat fucking face is my reward

INFECTING THE CREPES

I made it my mission to personally deliver
The infected crepes to this piece of shit consumer
"Here you go sir, your steak and crepes are on us"
I could have sworn I saw him quiver