Son Of Burn — текст песни (Gourds)

expecting me to clean my house out
under my fridge I found the roach bug
they were eating my potatoes
they even got to raise a fambly

it aint no failing I just want `em out
I live in filth and now I want `em out
they dont even hep me to pay my rent
they even eat the cash I hadn`t spent

the son of bum aint like a stink bug
they aren`t like the rolly pollies
they dont behave like a cicada
but there better than the crab bug

if I could only dream about them
and bathe them in the new age light
I`d put cookies in my bedroom
and gladly let them spend night in my bed
in my bed