Son of Burn Lyrics
Expecting me to clean my house out
Under my fridge I found the roach bug
They were eating my potatoes
They even got to raise a fambly
It ain't no failing I just want 'em out
I live in filth and now I want 'em out
They dont even hep me to pay my rent
They even eat the cash I hadn't spent
The son of bum ain't like a stink bug
They aren't like the rolly pollies
They dont behave like a cicada
But there better than the crab bug
If I could only dream about them
And bathe them in the new age light
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I'd put cookies in my bedroom
And gladly let them spend night in my bed
In my bed
