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lirik lagu it’s pizza time with lyrics by recd – pizza tower cover – recd

(peppino, gustavo, mr. stick, gustavo and mr. stick, pizzaface)

pizza time…
you’ll be fine…
you can breathe…
til you leave…
minutes left…
til your death…
there’s still one more toppin to collect?!?!?!

[spoken]
okay
you gonna be okay, peppino
it’s*a just one toppin and you’re*a so fast!!!
[sung]
pizza time
i’ll be fine
once that final toppin is*a mine…

i can breathe
when i leave
i still got some tricks left up my sleeve!

let’s*a go!

peppino!

or your ristorante’s gonna blow!

bettah flee! (don’t*a worry!)
mistah p. (i’m*a hurry!)
talk is cheap and boss gates aren’t free! (just one quick stop)
(before i drop…)

you should veer (gotta make it…)
over here (i can’t takе it…)
pizza armageddon is near! (outta my way…)

or you’ll all pay!
shut you mouth!
i’ll get out!
i just gotta go anothеr route…

got to check
paths i’ve trekked
or my ranking’s gonna be a wreck!

is it there?
where oh where?
i’m*a gonna lose another hair!

where did you
get off to?
i just burned a minute, i’m*a screwed!

[rap segment]
i can see it now*a
stuck inside the pizza tower
with a pocket full o’ nothin’
still a*huffin’ and a*puffin’
runnin’ down the final minute
knowin’ that i’ll never win it
while i scream*a and i yell*a
like i saw a tarantella…
p*rank?
buddy, you*a cuckoo crazy!
i’m gonna get a c*rank (or a d*rank if i’m lazy)
there’s so much more to grab
but marone, i’m in a cab!
and covered in this pizza cheese
that makes it really hard to breathe!

up and down and all around
gotta be a ghost to make the most of this*a ghost town!
there’s a bonus just out of reach…
c’mon, pope, you gotta heal me! do you feel me now?
preach!

feelin’ like myself, time to get that thing…
*peppinom*
mama mia, that’s a spicy chicken wing!
gotta get the toppins, or i’ll never beat the boss!
but i’m*a think i got funiculi funiculost…

[main melody]
where am i?
hey, you guys?
did you split and leave me here to die?

i’ve got four…
what’s one more?
i’ll just bum*rush for the exit door!

[sung to the tune of tarantella napoletana]
this manic flee’s to much for me
a chef with a funny accent…
makin*a pizza and calzones and pasta
and everything but the rent…

but pizza face will nuke*a my place
if i don’t stop him in his tracks…
so hurry peppino or there’s gonna be nowhere left you can relax…

the ranking can suck it
i’ll kick*a the bucket
if i don’t refocus my dash

it’s not like i’ll leave
with a giant reprieve
from anxiety, or even cash…

tomatoes and sausages
taken as hostages
might pay out a primo price

but mr. stick is so grubbing and sl!ck
i doubt he will leave me a slice…

forget it, find the exit
you have got to save*a your skin…
you won’t be a wreck once attached to your neck
is the special guest mort the chicken?!

[main melody]
don’t be scared!
almost there!
there’s more than a minute left to spare!

where’s my squad?
oh my god…

[to the tune of “car 54 where are you” theme song]
something’s scouring the tower
poor peppino’s in a bind!
giant pizza out to get him
he’s*a gonna lose his mind!
but there’s nothing he can do
if he cannot find his crew…

gustavo, where are you?

waiting, hesitating
til my clock runs out of time
instant failure if he gets me
why are you so hard to find?
if you want to get your cash
you had better double dash

mr. stick, where are you?!

[main melody]
we’re not jailed!

we just bailed!

hurry up, get out before you fail!

let it go!
bring dat dough!

pick it up, peppino, you’re too slow!

[spoken]
you got it*a!
i’ll be*a right—
*peppinotice*
wait*a…
there it is!
the last*a toppin!

peppino, are you insane?!

yes!!!!!

[sung very fast]
i can do it, i can make it
see that cage? i’m gonna break it!
what’s a thousand*meter dash
when i could make ten dollars cash?
so try and catch me if you dare
might be a deathwish, i’m aware
i’m way too speedy at this pace
to wind up pizzaed in the face!

i’m halfway there, i feel alive
like these old bones are 25
it’s comin’ up, toppin’s in sight
peppino’s eatin’ food tonight!
my rankin’s good, no time to stay!
could get a b! maybe an a!
at last i got the pizza pack!
now i just gotta make it back!

[main melody but even faster]

pizza time!
i’m just fine!
now that final toppin is*a mine!

i can breathe
when i leave
i still got some tricks left up my sleeve!

seconds left
til my death
but there’s no more toppins to collect!

there’s the door!
safe for sure!

[finale]
i don’t have to stay here anymore!

[spoken]
okay
i got*a the toppins…
i got*a the ranking…
i got*a to the door
is there anything i’m*a forgetting?

*peppinowned*

[spoken: pizzaface]
me!!!

[spoken: peppino]
eeyaaa—

- recd

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