[Verse]
Hotdog planet, mustard seas, floating in the breeze,
Never ketchup wit' these cosmic feasts, fridge of galaxies.
Buns orbit the frankfurters, cosmic cholesterol,
Universal snack attack, we'll eat it all.
[Verse 2]
Grill marks on the landscape, crispy charred fate,
Aliens barbecuing late, saucing up their plate.
Cosmic condiments, spicing the Milky Way,
Astronomical cravings, every single day.
[Chorus]
Hotdog Earth spinnin', a bun-day celebration,
Relish rain and onion storms, gastronome’s sensation.
Chomping meteors, reliving cosmic lore,
Interstellar picnics, hotdogs we adore.
[Verse 3]
Space dogs in wiener ships, galaxy they zip,
Pluto pickles jumping ship, cosmic food trip.
Constellations shaped in links, mustard lines the sky,
Zero-G feastin', mouthfuls as we fly.
[Verse 4]
To infinity and beyond, BBQ baton,
Passing through the stars, grilling ‘til the dawn.
Eclipses savor bites, mustard glowin' bright,
Hungry stargazers, chowin' every night.
[Bridge]
Franks in the vacuum, never getting stale,
Sauces orbit Jupiter, interplanet mail.
Astral frankfurter fest, buns that never rest,
Every bite's a cosmic quest, savor Earth's best.