Deli Creeps - Chores lyrics

Buckethead, you get out of bed this instant Bob maximum has plenty of chores to do I look out this window and see the things have not been done, I'm going to get quite angry what would your father say, if he were alive today. you got to be kidding mother why must you always find more work to do everyday without fail, we're dragged from our sleep and forced to obey we're growing so tired your endless orders are making us sick we slave from dawn to dusk, don't you know you're so lucky how my mother, I, how my mother don't you know that all work and no play makes mop the floors. mow the lawn you're barking orders at the top of your lungs buckethead get out there and clean those coops the work's never done how come we never see the neighbors (porters?) working as hard as we do I think we've suffered enough no more dishes no more slaving for you you're pushing too hard we will escape but not very far all the need is some folks that can share our pain now aren't you proud we locked you in your room and really get it done no one too scold us while we have our fun fun tell me if you see the neighbors from the window when you peek i bet I know the answers because we crossed them out this week now no one cleans the kitchen, and the weeds are growing high the coops are filled with chicken soil and the neighbors swing side by side