THE TACO BELL CONSPIRACY

Описание: Verse:
I'm flipping these tortillas at 2 AM
Got my tinfoil hat beneath my visor brim
The sauce packets whisper secrets in my ear
"Fire" means something more than just severe
They say it's just fast food but I know better
Found a hidden code inside my shift scheduler
The chalupas hold the answers to it all
I'm uncovering the truth behind these walls

Pre-Chorus:
Late night in the drive-thru
I see the patterns coming through
The menu's just a front, man
Part of their master plan

Chorus:
THEY'RE WATCHING FROM THE BORDER
Every single standing order
The beef is just a cover story
Wake up sheeple, taste the glory
CRUNCHWRAP SUPREMACY
Hidden in plain sight you see
I'm making tacos, breaking codes
The truth is in the Baja loads

Verse:
Why'd they really fire Jared from the scene?
He knew too much about the secret bean machine
That Chihuahua wasn't just a marketing ploy
It was surveillance, man, a corporate spy toy
"Yo quiero Taco Bell" was coded language, bro
Transmitting data everywhere we go
The Doritos Locos shell is mind control
That's why you can't stop once you're on a roll

Pre-Chorus:
Count the layers in the Mexican Pizza
That's a message, I can feel ya
Seven layers, seven seals
Ancient prophecy revealed

Chorus:
THEY'RE WATCHING FROM THE BORDER
Every single standing order
The beef is just a cover story
Wake up sheeple, taste the glory
CRUNCHWRAP SUPREMACY
Hidden in plain sight you see
I'm making tacos, breaking codes
The truth is in the Baja loads

Verse:
The bathroom's always occupied at 3 AM
That's when the portal opens up again
Customers think it's just the aftermath
Of eating chalupas on a reckless path
But I've done research, studied all the signs
They're traveling through interdimensional lines
The toilet truth is bigger than you think
We're flush with evidence, we're on the brink

Pre-Chorus:
Every Taco Tuesday ritual
Is actually habitual
Conditioning the masses
Through discounted taco passes

Chorus:
THEY'RE WATCHING FROM THE BORDER
Every single standing order
The beef is just a cover story
Wake up sheeple, taste the glory
CRUNCHWRAP SUPREMACY
Hidden in plain sight you see
I'm making tacos, breaking codes
The truth is in the Baja loads

Verse:
I've mapped the locations, every single store
Arranged in patterns from the ancient lore
The Bell shape isn't random, that's a fact
It's an antenna for the breakfast compact
Why'd they bring back the Mexican Pizza now?
To distract us from the questions, wow
My manager says "just make the quesadilla"
But I'm too close to truth, they're gonna kill ya

Verse:
I've cracked the secret of the Baja Blast hue
That color doesn't exist in nature, true
It's turning all our consciousness to mush
While we're experiencing the Taco rush
They discontinued items that knew too much
The Volcano Burrito had the Midas touch
But I'm still here, grilling up the truth
One chalupa at a time, exposing proof

Bridge:
They can take my job
They can call me crazy
But when you're in that drive-thru
Getting kinda hazy
Just remember what I said here
As you eat your Crunch Supreme
NOTHING'S WHAT IT SEEMS
AT THE TACO BELL REGIME

Outro:
So next time you're here at half past two
And I hand your bag right through
Look me in the eyes, you'll see
I've glimpsed the true conspiracy
The sauce, the shell, the bathroom stall
I've connected it, I've seen it all
whispers
Would you like to make that a combo, señor?
The revolution starts... at your local store