Psycho Cook Supreme Songtext
von The Scientists

I am a Psycho Cook Supreme
Why my heart could never dream
I don′t need a recipe it's all here in my head
Who′s going to boil or fried in oil
On a wood stove in my shed.
Out of me shed, it's out of my head
What is serving up god and rum White out sleep all night long
You don't know what′s in my head
You′re sure going to find out soon
You will find out what it is you will sing a different tune
You will sing it to
Sounds of love fill my head
Swirling brain in my head