The Bread Song
Renaldo & the Loaf Lyrics


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The thought of fresh bread drives me crazy
Brown, crisp rolls, fresh and warm
I roam the streets for baker's shops
Compelled to enter each I pass

I once rode in a baker's van
Down the road when I was small
Could this have started my obsession
Or is there some more sinister cause?

I had a friend who was the same
Biting corners from his purchase
Murmuring some sweet endearment
To the yeasty object of his love

My passion's getting out of hand
I'm rapidly losing control
Each room is stacked up to the ceiling
With it's moulding, doughy crew

So if you chance to see me walking
Or stumbling with a heavy loud




Please relieve me of my burden
And check my pocket for hidden rolls

Overall Meaning

The Bread Song is a quirky and at times unsettling song by Renaldo and The Loaf that delves into the singer's obsession with fresh bread. The lyrics depict the singer's intense desire for the delectable aroma and taste of freshly baked bread, so much so that they are compelled to visit every bakery they come across while roaming the streets. The song then takes a turn, as the singer recalls a childhood memory of riding in a baker's van, sparking the question of whether this experience triggered their obsession, or if there is a more sinister force at play. The obsession continues to escalate as the singer mentions a friend with a similar passion for bread but with an added layer of romanticism, ending with a plea for anyone who comes across them to check their pockets for hidden rolls.


The song can be interpreted in a few different ways, with some seeing it as a humorous take on food fetishes, while others view it as a commentary on addiction and obsession. The melody is upbeat and bouncy, adding to the whimsical and slightly unsettling tone of the lyrics.


Line by Line Meaning

The thought of fresh bread drives me crazy
I am obsessed with the idea of fresh bread and it affects me to a great extent


Brown, crisp rolls, fresh and warm
I crave bread that is crunchy, brown, hot, and new


I roam the streets for baker's shops
I wander around looking for places that sell bread


Compelled to enter each I pass
I feel obligated to go inside every bakery that I come across


I once rode in a baker's van
There was a time when I traveled in a vehicle that belonged to a baker


Down the road when I was small
This occurred when I was young and the trip took place on a street


Could this have started my obsession
My fixation on bread could have began because of this event


Or is there some more sinister cause?
Perhaps some dreadful reason led me to become fanatic about bread


I had a friend who was the same
There was someone I knew who had the same obsession as me


Biting corners from his purchase
He used to eat the edges of his bread


Murmuring some sweet endearment
He would whisper something lovely and affectionate to his bread


To the yeasty object of his love
The bread was the thing he adored and cherished the most


My passion's getting out of hand
My enthusiasm for bread is becoming excessive and difficult to manage


I'm rapidly losing control
I am quickly becoming unable to handle my obsession with bread


Each room is stacked up to the ceiling
I have filled every room in my place with bread that is stacked up to the top


With it's moulding, doughy crew
The bread in each of these rooms is starting to rot, and has a soft and damp texture


So if you chance to see me walking
If you happen to come across me while I'm walking


Or stumbling with a heavy load
Or perhaps tipping over because of the weight of the amount of bread I carry


Please relieve me of my burden
I request that you take some of this bread away from me


And check my pocket for hidden rolls
Also see if I have some bread hidden in my pocket




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Comments from YouTube:

Matt

i am really stoned and this is kinda good

eyevocal

I thought it was a violin, too, but it turns out that it's a koto played with a bow.

Elias Veine Wiig

Thought it was a Tanpura....that's what The Beatles used in Tomorrow Never Knows, Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds etc.

Deathcomes4u

lol. I like it.

Some Bizarre ta Some Bizzare Label

Love devotion

claudevandog

This song reminds me of that one weirdo on DeviantArt that has a fetish for blonde women buying a bunch of extremely expensive wonder bread

The New IHasEars Channel!

lol

spockblocked

breaddies

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