Текст песни Bread - Anya Nami

All I, All I, All I, All I wanted
Was a bit of bread
Mama called me disappointment
Papa called me fat

I like it garlic, rye and brown
Banana, honey bun
Brioche, focaccia, naan
Bagel, baguette and croissant
I like it black and white
I like it thick and fried
It's always on my mind

Bread
(Bread, Bread-Bread)
(B-bread, Bread-Bread)
(Bread, Bread-Bread)
(B-bread, Bread-Bread)

Look at my bakery
I got some cake, I got flavours
It's hot and spicy, sweet and savoury
Bake it, cook it, make it right
Matzo, pizza make me high
Sold my mom for piece of pie, bye, bye

Oh mamma mia
That was a bad idea
Explosive diarrhea
That gluten's really bad

But sorry
Bread makes me kinda horny
My homies tried to warn me
I'm celiac and dead

Bread
(Bread, Bread-Bread)
(B-bread, Bread-Bread)

(Achoo!)