Lyrics

Tyler (@rogue15 on Twitter) suggested this song/title in honor of Michael, the master of the grill, and his propensity to only use charcoal. I am also a fellow man of the charcoal, so here we go... Oh, and big thanks to Kj and Rob for previewing the lyrics. Ok, NOW here we go...

In his mind, it's charcoal
No gas can match it's sweet aroma
Pyrolysis of briquettes
He loves cooking over it
Boiled meat, pan seared fish
Will never beat his grill acumen
His dad calls out, aggravated,
"Did that chicken get vaccinated?"

Charcoal Son, Mozart of Tongs
He'll never use propane
Charcoal Son, cooks with carbon,
Only carbon
Charcoal Son, Charcoal Son
Just carbon

Parody of "Black Hole Sun" by Soundgarden