My Little Disney: Music is Magic

(Note: Sung to the tune of Brother Bear 2's "Feels Like Home")

Sung by Spike

Baked Bads have a rather unique taste. It is therefore rather difficult to explain, but Spike was certainly going to give it a try.

Learning how to judge again
What baked bads are like
Knowing I can taste the things
Goin' in the mouth of Spike

I sense a hint of worms inside
Corn chips, kinda dried
And what I didn't know I want in life
Like powdered grit and weeds
So many things I've been eating
Not sure but
It's not entirely bad

Now I realize
Please don't ask where I learnt
The taste of juice that's burnt
Or soda eight years old

Now I realize
Gangrene and stomach gas
Spoiled food and wilted grass
With a twist of spoiled food and dirty laundry

And this tastes like feet
Feet, feet
Tastes just like feet
Tastes just like feet

The aftertaste, like despair calling
With nihilistic loathing falling
(I remember standing downwind of an art snob)
Of an art snob

Now I realize
Tastes just like feet
Tastes just like feet
It tastes just like feet
Tastes just like feet
Tastes like feet

Now I realize
Please don't ask where I learnt
The taste of juice that's burnt
Or soda eight years old

Now I realize
Gangrene and stomach gas
Spoiled food and wilted grass
With a twist of spoiled food and dirty laundry

And this tastes like feet
This tastes like feet
Feet, feet
Tastes just like feet
Tastes just like feet