Pie, Pie My Darling

Puff pastry, always tasty
Savoury or sweet
Fill it up with fruit and stuff
Or veg or cheese or meat

A bite, a sigh, a moment's pause
For drinking in the tongues applause

We bake
Chicken and mushroom
We bake
Minted lamb
We bake
Steak and onion
We bake
Leak and ham

In the baker's early dawn
With rolling pin and apron on
A dash of fruit, a splash of cream
Fillings that are yet unseen
A crusted top, a golden sheen
A sudden surge of dopamine

Conceal the treasures within
We bake for our kin
Pies for the win
Pies for the win

We bake
Rhubarb and custard
We bake
Lemon meringue
We bake
Apple crumble
We bake
Pecan

We bake pies
We bake pies for all our mates
We bake pies
We bake scones and flans and cakes
We bake pies
Pies



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Watson, Matt Marlow
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