The Jet Age of Tomorrow - The Fallen Angels lyrics

And in the last day of his life
He realized that
Everything that he had ever worked
For up to that point didn't mean a thing
And that
The way he made people feel would be
The only thing that people would remember
Off to the 5th Echelon

I cook the cheese it is the cheese
I love the cheese ah the cheese
Put the mix in the pot
Then drop in the noodles a dash of the salt
Ah the cheese it's smell is so good
You want a taste? You cannot have a taste
Cause it is my cheese it is not your cheese
It is my cheese it is not your cheese
Ah ha look at me i enjoy the cheese