call the fumagator's to come and clean up my house/
theres poisonous insects crawlin up my spouse's blouse/
attackin my fridge and cupboards/all over my kitchen like buzzards/
swarmin my bedroom and chewin covers off my rubbers/
i cant take the shit,where the fucks the gas at/
wheres my mask,pass that/all these fuckn bugs iz givin me a flashback/
to junior high,the type of guy,that took and lost bets/
stuck my head in a wasps' nest/and swam with the loch ness/
monster but this is different, a whole nother story/
their's roaches in my ceiling,and maggots in the flooring/
and so im deploring this trusty lil bomb/
trust me its on/its rusty but its strong/enuff to blow up my lawn/
so im sayin farewell/to that disgusting smell/
good riddance to these insects,see their poisonous ass in hell/

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