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It was a beautiful day at the park

When the sun blacked out and went completely dark

Four tons of iron on your head

You were alive but now you are in fact dead

Betrayed by the slave that cleans your clothes

Now you're suffering crushing blows

Wrath of the spinning cycle fiends

Killed by several washing machines

You survived a single washing machine

But wait, your pain is only beginning

A second and third machine crashes on you and fuckin explodes

Judgement day has come and now you're the final load

Betrayed by the slave that cleans your clothes

Now you're suffering crushing blows

Wrath of the spinning cycle fiends

Killed by several washing machines

Your softener won't save you now motherfucker