Zedi Forder - Nachoman Lyrics

Nacho, nacho man
I'm gonna touch you with my big fat greasy hands
Cooking you up a little something that you need, with cheese
All that I ask is that you cough up what is due
Watching the flames, melt in your mouth

You know that I can't stand here, waiting yea
You know that you should pay me for my nachos, do it

Nacho, nacho man
I got a rep and yea it happens to be true
I know that you like getting all your kicks for free, oh my
Given the choice I would prefer that you were fair
Line yourself up, then you bone me

No love, no care, no decency
No food for thought
No jobs, instead, robots and tech
Phased you all out

No love, no care, no decency
No food for thought or mouth
No jobs, instead, robots and tech
Phased you all out