Greasy fingers unclog the sink
I’m finger pruned so it wasn’t me
Got things to do
You’ve got brunch at three
I’m going to keep you company, aye
Hogwash dishwasher
Hogwash dishwasher
Hogwash dishwasher, aye
Greasy fingers unclog the sink
I’m finger pruned so it wasn’t me
Got things to do
You’ve got places to be
God’s going to keep you company, aye
You want to know what the future’s like young man?
Sugar, spice, and soapy suds twice the size of the nearest spine ring around the drain
Ringling Brothers don’t know my name
Just another clairvoyant stain with the weight of the future top of brain
Glockenspiel boiler plate
Do not go into the freezer today
Careful when stacking, they’re easy to break
Stare at a dragon, believing in fate
Hogwash, hogwash
Dishwasher like sawdust
Let me see what your palm says