The kitchen’s full of dishes,
piled up in the cluttered sink.
It’s multiplying, glass by glass,
each time I take a drink.
I stand here – plain befuddled –
I don’t know just what to think.
For I am quite defeated
by my humble kitchen sink.
The kitchen’s full of dishes,
piled up in the cluttered sink.
It’s multiplying, glass by glass,
each time I take a drink.
I stand here – plain befuddled –
I don’t know just what to think.
For I am quite defeated
by my humble kitchen sink.