Lyrics

[Verse]
Big John Edwards, useless site king,
Weight of a whale, hear that thud ring,
Hawaiian shirts, bright and loud,
Working hard? Dude's lost in the crowd.

[Verse 2]
Sweating buckets, a human ocean,
Cooking steaks, his only devotion,
Flippin' patties, grill's his stage,
Managing sites? He’s beyond that age.

[Chorus]
Lard Lord Edward, steak on the sear,
Sweat drops fallin', face full of fear,
Site management? Clueless as can be,
Grill master dreams, he’s a misguided spree.

[Verse 3]
Site's in shambles, walls crumbling down,
John's too busy, flippin' that brown,
Hawaiian shirt, stained and slick,
Tools left rusty while he tends to the brisket.

[Verse 4]
Calls for help? John don't even flinch,
Busy playing chef, down to the inch,
Counting calories, not in his plan,
Diet of steaks, this huge, sweaty man.

[Chorus]
Lard Lord Edward, steak on the sear,
Sweat drops fallin', face full of fear,
Site management? Clueless as can be,
Grill master dreams, he’s a misguided spree.