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I'm going to San bernardino ring-a-ding-ding
Milkshake mixers that's my thing, now
These guys bought a heap of my stuff
And I gotta see a good thing sure enough, now
Or my name's not kroc that's kroc with a 'k'
Like 'crocodile' but not spelled that way, yeah
It's dog eat dog rat eat rat
Kroc-style boom, like that
The folks line up all down the street
And I'm seeing this girl devour her meat, now
And then I get it, wham as clear as day
My pulse begins to hammer and I hear a voice say
These boys have got this down
Oughtta be a one of these in every town
These boys have got the touch
It's clean as a whistle and it don't cost much
Wham, bam you don't wait long
Shake, fries patty, you're gone
And how about that friendly name?
Heck, every little thing oughtta stay the same
Or my name's not kroc that's kroc with a 'k'
Like 'crocodile' but not spelled that way, now
It's dog eat dog rat eat rat
Kroc-style boom, like that
You gentlemen ought to expand
You're going to need a helping hand, now
So, gentlemen well, what about me?
We'll make a little business history, now
Or my name's not kroc call me ray
Like 'crocodile' but not spelled that way, now
It's dog eat dog rat eat rat
Kroc-style boom, like that
Well we build it up and I buy 'em out
But, man they made me grind it out, now
They open up a new place flipping meat
So I do, too right across the street
I got the name I need the town
They sell up in the end and it all shuts down>
Sometimes you gotta be an s.o.b.
You want to make a dream reality
Competition? send 'em south
If they're gonna drown
Put a hose in their mouth
Do not pass 'go' go straight to hell
I smell that meat hook smell
Or my name's not kroc that's kroc with a 'k'
Like 'crocodile' but not spelled that way, now
It's dog eat dog rat eat rat
Kroc-style boom, like that
Milkshake mixers that's my thing, now
These guys bought a heap of my stuff
And I gotta see a good thing sure enough, now
Or my name's not kroc that's kroc with a 'k'
Like 'crocodile' but not spelled that way, yeah
It's dog eat dog rat eat rat
Kroc-style boom, like that
The folks line up all down the street
And I'm seeing this girl devour her meat, now
And then I get it, wham as clear as day
My pulse begins to hammer and I hear a voice say
These boys have got this down
Oughtta be a one of these in every town
These boys have got the touch
It's clean as a whistle and it don't cost much
Wham, bam you don't wait long
Shake, fries patty, you're gone
And how about that friendly name?
Heck, every little thing oughtta stay the same
Or my name's not kroc that's kroc with a 'k'
Like 'crocodile' but not spelled that way, now
It's dog eat dog rat eat rat
Kroc-style boom, like that
You gentlemen ought to expand
You're going to need a helping hand, now
So, gentlemen well, what about me?
We'll make a little business history, now
Or my name's not kroc call me ray
Like 'crocodile' but not spelled that way, now
It's dog eat dog rat eat rat
Kroc-style boom, like that
Well we build it up and I buy 'em out
But, man they made me grind it out, now
They open up a new place flipping meat
So I do, too right across the street
I got the name I need the town
They sell up in the end and it all shuts down>
Sometimes you gotta be an s.o.b.
You want to make a dream reality
Competition? send 'em south
If they're gonna drown
Put a hose in their mouth
Do not pass 'go' go straight to hell
I smell that meat hook smell
Or my name's not kroc that's kroc with a 'k'
Like 'crocodile' but not spelled that way, now
It's dog eat dog rat eat rat
Kroc-style boom, like that
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When I first heard it, with Brit accent, it sounded like the refrain went, "Rock star" instead of "Kroc style." You, too?
Afraid it might be just you.
After the McDonald brothers refused to sell Kroc their very first store – the Big M – Kroc opened up a McDonald’s right across the street and drove them out of business. “If any of my competitors were drowning, I'd stick a hose in their mouth and turn on the water,” he said. “It is ridiculous to call this an industry. This is not. This is rat eat rat, dog eat dog. I'll kill 'em, and I'm going to kill 'em before they kill me. You're talking about the American way – of survival of the fittest.”
And about Ray Krocs wife.. Joan Kroc was a B*tch!
When Ozzie Smith was upset about not getting paid more $$$ when his contract was renewed by the San Diego Padres (owned by Ray & Joan Kroc) he put an ad in the SD Tribune that said "Major leage baseball player looking for part time work to supplement income". Joan Krocs response was to publicly offer him a job as a assitant gardener on their estate.
But the story you share about Kroc and the McDonald Bros and Chuckewe's version are not at all inconsistent w/ ea other. What is it that you think Chuckewe has wrong about that part of the tale?
His second wife, Joan Kroc, however, was a truly decent human being who spent the bulk of her post Ray death time, donating huge amounts to charity, usually anonymously. She also started a great shelter for the homeless which gave them addresses and phone numbers, making it easier for them to seek jobs.
If ever there was a yin and a yang, it was the Krocs.
This song was the highlight of my seeing Mark live in Portland OR in 2005.
And yes. The song's great. Knowing more about it makes it even better. Thanks again.
Norm from Cheers
"Rat-eat-rat" takes it to another level.
The fact that the subject of the song is the making of a financial empire by selling first America, then the world, on burgers -- burgers ostensibly made of cow-meat, but, hey, you do what you gotta do to get by, right? -- is no doubt purely coincidental, and should in no way be taken to suggest that the burgers sold at McD's, or anywhere else, are ever made of dog-meat, rat-meat, cat-meat, or anything else less than perfectly salubrious.
Honestly.
the solos in this song are fucking amazing.