So You Think You've Won| Cheese Battle

You think you've trumped us
But it's far from that;
BedHairLee is calling time
And we've made a hat from your cat.
That just shows weakness
And sloppiness galore
And don't forget we've got your nan.
(Well that's what hostages are for)
She's for the chop
If you don't send Nic back
And all my chickens too
Or I'll send her head in a sack.
I can buy a new Aston,
That's not what's at stake;
Give yourself up King Cheese
And give me back my mates
Or you'll have your gran's head on a plate
And I'll use her skin for shoes.
So come on you two bad boys
It's time to give in. You lose