Mess

I have a mess in my house, I confess in my house
And it’s getting worse and I’m scared of my house
I’m having a lot of trouble with this whole thing

A lot of trouble, with cat shit, yellow food, and bread mold
I have a mess in my house, ungodly mess in my house
I couldn’t be bothered – everywhere I look a fuckin’ mess
Bugs on the blue fish, piss on the speaker
I feel blue and things is lookin’ bleaker

It stinks in my house – it stinks
It stinks in my house – it stinks

The air is stale and foul in there
Blood and juice and pubic hair