3AM - Brainwashin

I'm in need of a real brainwashin
Double-spin hot-cold heavy duty cottons
Put it in the bottom rack of the dishwasher
High-scrub high-flow pans and pots yeah

Chuck it in the wreckage jetsam and flotsam
Dunk it in a sharktank super fuckin awesome
Pickle it in brine with a bunch a salt spice yum
Still not enough to wash the bad stuff off it

Whoa, can you spare me a gallon of soap?
I, know, the stains are startin to show
Like, whoa, can you spare me a gallon of soap?
I, know, im doin my best to cope.

Hang it up to dry out back on the clothesline
Watch it blow away like bro I don't mind
Its had that old smell like pretty much the whole time
I haven't felt well like pretty much my whole life

Unscrew the lid, open up the noggin
High time the pilot got ejected from the cockpit
A whole fuckin ocean worth a water on top of it
Still not enough to wash the bad stuff off it

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