Sweet Corn

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"I don't think there's a veg been born with a sweeter and juicier crunch than yours"

lyrics

2. Sweet Corn
Lead vocal by Ru Barb

Sweet corn clinging to the cob
That’s swimming in the pot
that’s sitting on the hot plate
waiting for the tongs
to pick you up and drop you
on the counter top and
pop you from the top to the bottom
like
little yellow teeth with butter underneath
sometimes I feel like I was born to feast on

Chorus
Sweet corn [sweet corn]
Sweet corn [sweet corn]
Sweet corn [sweet corn]
Come and get your eat on

Sweet corn wrapped up in pale green paper
like a present waiting to be opened
and put into the water
with a crack of pepper
and a pinch of rock salt
sitting on the stovetop
then you
let it cool down for a mo or toe
then you put it to your mouth and you blow blow blow

Repeat Chorus

Sweet corn - crunch crunch
Sweet corn - crunch crunch
Sweet corn - crunch crunch
Come and get your eat on
Sweet corn - crunch crunch
Sweet corn - crunch crunch
Sweet corn - crunch crunch
Come and get your eat now
I don’t think there’s a veg been born
with a sweeter and juicier crunch than yours

Repeat Chorus

shoo bee doo bee

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from Season Two, released April 2, 2019

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