Good Bread

Where’d you get those buns from?
At the corner store on sale?
Were they wrapped in cellophane? With a twist tie tag, expiration date?
Y’know, it’s not the same. It might be quick but it’s got no taste
Allow me, my last name’s Baker, to teach a masterclass in flavour

I wanna know if you’ve tried to make it?
Can’t rewind now once you taste it
Make your eyes roll to the back of your head
Let me show you how to make good bread

You don’t gotta have any experience, show you how to do it right
Baby you got all of the ingredients, to make me go all night
Step into my kitchen if you’re on a mission, to take a little time
Tell me what I gotta do to make you move, gonna make your body rise

Break me off a piece of that Good, Good Bread
Break me off a piece of that Good, Good Bread

Holler for the challah!
I like a big thick slice with butter
I just can’t get it out of my head
I gotta have that sweet baguette
I always put the ladies in a panic
They go crazy when I make them bannock
You know these hands are able
To bring the good stuff to the table
And when you’re in the baker’s house
Gonna turn that dough out
Make your eyes roll to the back of your head
Let me show you how to make good bread

You don’t gotta have any experience, show you how to do it right
Baby you got all of the ingredients, to make me go all night
Step into my kitchen if you’re on a mission, to take a little time…
Tell me what I gotta do to make you move, gonna make your body rise

Break me off a piece of that Good, Good Bread
Break me off a piece of that Good, Good Bread
(Clap, Clap)

You’ve heard about my reputation
Let me correct your information
You won’t find me on the shelf, cause I’m the real thing

Gonna feel like second nature
The way Creator made you
This life was made to savour, break me off a piece

Break me off a piece of that Good, Good Bread
Good, Good Bread