"Bread" lyrics

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

Look at my bakery
I got some cake, I got it flavory
It's hot and spicy, sweet and savory
Bake it, cook it, make it right
Matzo, pizza, make me high
Sold my mom for a 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 try to warn me
I'm a celiac and dead
Bread