| The DANGEROUS KITCHEN
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| If it ain’t’t one thing it’s another
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| In the middle of the night when you get home
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| The bread things are all dry 'n' scratchy
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| The meat thing
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| Where the cats ate through the paper
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| The can things with the sharp little edges
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| That can cut your fingers when you’re not looking
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| The soft little things on the floor that you step on
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| They can all be DANGEROUS
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| Sometimes
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| The milk can hurt you
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| (If you put it on your cereal
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| Before you smell the plastic container)
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| And the stuff in the strainer
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| Has a mind of its own
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| So be very careful
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| In the dangerous kitchen
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| When the night time has fallen
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| And the roaches are crawlin'
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| In the kitchen of danger
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| You can feel like a stranger
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| The bananas are black
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| The got flies in the back
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| And also the chicken
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| In the dish with the foil
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| Where the cream is all clabbered
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| And the salad is frightful
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| Your return in the evening
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| Can be less than delightful
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| You must walk very CAREFUL
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| You must not lean against it
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| It can get on you clothing
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| It can follow you in
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| As you walk to the bedroom
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| And you take all your clothes off
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| While you’re sleeping
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| It crawls off
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| It gets in your bed
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| It could get on your face then
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| It could eat your complexion
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| You could die from the danger
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| Of the dangerous kitchen
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| Who the fuck wants to clean it?
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| It’s disgusting and dirty
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| The sponge on the drainer
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| Is stinky and squirty
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| If you squeeze it when you wipe up
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| What you get on your hands then
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| Could un-balance your glands and
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| Make you blind or whatever
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| In the DANGEROUS KITCHEN
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| At my house tonight |