All I know is I love to do the laundry.
Set the right programme, fill the basket with bodies.
I usually fill it with oversized chef ladies,
but I couldn't help it this time around.

Grandma was so intrusive,
I had to kill her.
Kept her mouth shut
with a smelly sock.

Couldn't talk about soap operas. I'm gonna miss her pies.
Centrifuged, Washed and Strangled
Think again before knocking at my door
and telling me about odd numbers.

They're all clean
They're all clean
They're all clean
by washing machine.

It felt so good to knit
a nice scarf from her guts.
Centrifuged, Washed and Strangled
Centrifuged, Washed and Strangled

Over the last week
I took the clothes of seven chefs.
Now my potatoes
will stay underground.

They're all clean
They're all clean
They're all clean
by washing machine.