Lyrics

[Verse]
Sydney’s plates stacked, it’s the spot in the burbs,
Where the food’s top-notch, though the staff's got curves,
Silent but deadly, gas in the air,
You smell it, you laugh, still ain't goin' nowhere.

[Chorus]
Fartin' on the job, still we chowin' down,
Sydney's flavor bomb, best eats in town,
Laugh and grub, problem’s shared,
Customers ain't runnin', they just pull up chairs.

[Verse 2]
Spicy wings sizzlin’, got the folks back for more,
Despite the workers’ trumpets sneakin’ outta their pores,
Table talk breezy, hit with giggle fits,
It’s part of the charm, ain’t nobody throwin’ fits.

[Chorus]
Fartin' on the job, still we chowin' down,
Sydney's flavor bomb, best eats in town,
Laugh and grub, problem’s shared,
Customers ain't runnin', they just pull up chairs.

[Bridge]
Veggies steamed perfect, scent lingers on,
Even through the orchestra their bellies keeps strong,
Downing the meals, sauce on the bib,
Customers comin’ through, can't get rid of this crib.

[Chorus]
Fartin' on the job, still we chowin' down,
Sydney's flavor bomb, best eats in town,
Laugh and grub, problem’s shared,
Customers ain't runnin', they just pull up chairs.