Afraid of the kitchen
Noises coming from the cupboards
a scrape of some sort
So sick of this hell
Confrontation is the only solution,
the saucepans fly
Hell’s Symphony plays a wild tune
falling to the floor
Only the kettle will save you today
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Afraid of the kitchen
Noises coming from the cupboards
a scrape of some sort
So sick of this hell
Confrontation is the only solution,
the saucepans fly
Hell’s Symphony plays a wild tune
falling to the floor
Only the kettle will save you today