Whistling Songs of Old Lyrics

In the yurt, we sat

Talking 'bout days

Grew up with Cheese Whiz, love

Shared every bite and laugh

By the riverbank

Whistling songs of old

Cheese Whiz in our hands, golden delight

We'd spread it on bread, under starlit night

Memories so vivid, in the ember's glow

As the river's whisper, made our hearts grow

Echoes in the yurt, ancestors' tales

Bonds of youth, strong as mountain trails

Through wind and time, our laughter flows

Songs of Cheese Whiz, where the river goes

Cheese Whiz in our hands, golden delight

We'd spread it on bread, under starlit night

But in shadows dark, a tale unfolds

Of Cheese Whiz bright, and a doom foretold

Whispers in the wind, of chaos near

The golden spread, turning joy to fear

In the ancient chants, the prophets spoke

Cheese Whiz, a symbol, will invoke

Mountains tremble, skies turn red

Cheese Whiz apocalypse, as the elders said

Great serpent's rise, from the earth below

Golden delight, bringing woe

Cheese Whiz in our hands, now a cursed light

In the final days, the people knew

As the Cheese Whiz spread, darkness grew

Prophecy revealed, the end is nigh

Golden streams, against a blood-red sky

Mountains weep and rivers dry

Cheese Whiz, the curse, under a dying sky