Verse 1
I buried Parmesan with Pepys in the yard
Rolled a wheel of Cheddar just to see who’d run hard
Set a trap with Gruyère for a mouse called fate
But every good thing knows when it’s time to abate
Pre-Chorus
The room smells rich, the night smells bold
Another slice and the joke gets old
Chorus
So quit while you’re a Chedd, my friend
Before the fondue starts to bend
When the Stilton speaks and the Brie runs free
That’s the moment — leave it be
Quit while you’re a Chedd, my love
Tip your hat to the dairy gods above
Verse 2
There’s a raclette war by the table leg
A blue that dreams in your sleepy head
Mozzarella slipping into doubt
One more bite and you’re talked about
Pre-Chorus
The wine’s gone warm, the laughs gone wide
Hubris waits on the other side
Chorus
So quit while you’re a Chedd, my friend
Before the evening needs an end
When the rind gives way and the guests all stare
That’s your cue — don’t linger there
Quit while you’re a Chedd, my dear
Victory smells faintly of aged year
Bridge
Some men sail on for one slice more
Wake up sticky on a moral floor
But captains know when to reef and grin
Log the pun… and pack it in
Final Chorus (half-time, smug)
Quit while you’re a Chedd, my crew
We’ve done enough — we’ve nothing to prove
Cheese is strong, but wisdom’s rare
Best served cold with evening air
Outro
Close the board.
Wrap the knife.
Good cheese,
Well-played life.
