Pancake from DADBOD by Brooke Burgess

When the rain keeps falling...and the skies conspire
When you feelin’ the Hunger – what you feel is Desire.
and behind those clouds, I swear, the sun still above
Fill up that belly, boy...and wash it down with love.

Wake up and we be goin’ for a dope drive
Got the feelin’ that we kickin’ just to be alive
Sunshine with the breezy on our faces
Jungle lane with them easy kinda spaces
Catch flow when the motorbike rollin’
Shift low in the mutable Moment
Set tone for the day beginnin’
All those hearts that we be winnin’
Them bones gonna taste so sweet, yeah
Big jones for a bite-sized treat, yeah
In the shop, laid out on the tables
breakfast dreams and feast of fables
God knows that we can’t go slow, but
so tricky when you passin’ on the donut
rice sticky with a mango shake, yet
all my baby wants is a Pancake

Pannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnncake (x2)

All the girls comin’ strong like a stalker
little bad boy needs a VPN blocker
keep his hands clean, that ain’t no shocker
just one Betty he want — it’s Crocker

Pannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn-CAKE (x2)

He want the thin one that’s rolled up tight
‘cause it fits in his hand and feels so right
well he shook me out of sleep at the crack of dawn
and just three bites later that shit was gone
and then the UFO cake comes once a week
he’ll be stuffin’ in his face til he cannot speak
it’s crispy on the edge and glazed in thai honey
big satisfaction, very small money
wash ‘em down and we’re wide awake now
Singing as we ride and the morning breaks, yeah
that’s the kind of Happiness you cannot fake
when all you need is love...
and a little bit of pancake.

PANCAKE (x3)

All you need is love...
and a little bit of Pancake.

• Hip-Hop
• Kids
• Pop Rock
• R&B
• Rock
• alternative
• autotune
• funky
• lofi
• pancakes
• singer-songwriter
• sugar pop
• thailand
• Annapolis Royal