The dangerous kitchenIf it aint't one thing it's anotherIn the middle of the night when you get homeThe bread things are all dry 'n' scratchyThe meat thingWhere the cats ate trough the paperThe can things with the sharp little edgesThat can cut your fingers when you're not lookingThe soft little things on the floor that you step onThey can all be dangerous
SometimesThe milk can hurt you(if you put it on your cerealBefore you smell the plastic container)And the stuff in the strainerHas a mind of its ownSo be very carefulIn the dangerous kitchenWhen the night time has fallen,And the roaches are crawlin'In the kitchen of dangerYou can feel like a stranger
The bananaes are blackThe got flies in the backAnd also the chickenIn the dish with the foilWhere the cream is all clabberedAnd the salad is frightfulYour return in the eveningCan be less than delightful
You must walk very carefulYou must not lean against itIt can get on you clothingIt can follow you inAs you walk to the bedroomAnd you take all your clothes offWhile you're sleepingIt crawls offIt gets in your bedIt could get on your face thenIt could eat your complexionYou could die from the dangerOf the dangerous kitchen
Who the fuck wants to clean it?
It's disgusting and dirtyThe sponge on the drainerIs stinky and squirtyIf you squeeze it when you wipe upWhat you get on your hands thenCould un-balance your glands andMake you blind or whateverIn the dangerous kitchenAt my house tonight