Tumultuous room
My stained dress
Your words they zoom
You pregnant
Your chest
Me in my seat
You in yours
You filled with hope
Me filled with bore
Sullied house
Desperate face
Rotting cauliflower
Rotting grapes
This house it reeks
Reeks of decay
But before I die I must say
"How I hated your joy
How I hated your beam
How you hated my dress and
How you hated its seams"
Ba ba badaboda
Ba ba badaboda
Ba ba badaboba badaboba badaboda