Oh no, the kitchen is closed
If I feel it coming round, Iâ´ll see it go
Oh, stop worrying about it, the mortgage is paid yeah the moneys well spent
Ohh ooh oh oh oh
And I will watch you go down to the dark place of the party
And stop there, watch out for your face to perspire
Throw up your caps and your gowns,
Youâ´re shit out of luck youâ´re never leaving this town
Pay alms to your family tree theyâ´ve given you everything youâ´ll ever need
Donâ´t take care and donâ´t even write
Youâ´ll never see my face again after tonight
Ohh ooh oh oh oh
And I will watch you go down to the dark place of the party
And stop there, watch out for your face to perspire
Take everything that I ever lent to your closet
Iâ´ll burn all your hangings around and threw out the locket