I work at Taco Bell
And think that job is Hell
When I leave here I’m covered in grease

The next order of food
Put me in a bad mood
And I was knocked onto my knees

I’d rather do dishes
Cause this job is vicious
I can top the food off and take out

But since I am new
Taco Hell is a zoo
“So what crap goes with what?” I shout

Just Make… Me… Ten cheese enchiladas
And add one large Crunchwrap
And then smother those with onions
Oh, but not that other crap
Chalupas go and drop them
Cause they are in high demand
Go make me ten cheese enchiladas
To give to this big trucker man”

Now I am dismayed
Because both of my aids
Were off making out round back

I need a guide
Cause tacos were fried
But when they came out they were black

The grill’s spitting smoke
And I start to choke
I think that the Cruchwrap is done

And the onion can
Sliced open my hand
Well, Jeeze golly gee ain’t this fun

I’m baking these damn enchiladas
While pouring blood from my hand
Brett stop making out with Morgan!
Love? I don’t give a damn!

Chalupas I have dropped them
But they are a bit too tanned
So help me make these enchiladas
Before I burn down this whole Taco stand

Burnt! Burnt! Burnt!
Those ten cheese enchiladas!
Heat with tongs left me brand

“What’s the red stuff on all these onions?”

Let’s just say they aren’t too bland

(Rubble’s left of Crunchwrap)
Rubble’s left of Crunchwrap!

(Hazard pay wasn’t in the plan)
Hazard pay wasn’t in the plan!

(If I want damn cheese enchiladas)
If I want damn cheese enchiladas

I’ll flee the boarder and become Mexican