The Plunger
A wooden stick with a rubber cone on the end can solve so many problems.
When the toilet’s on the fritz, But you’ve really got the shitz, You’ve got to plunge it. You’ve got to plunge it.
When your dinner’s in the pot, But your sink has got a clot, You’ve got to plunge it. You’ve got to plunge it.
And when the shower doesn’t drain, Don’t go get naked in the rain, You’ve got to plunge it. You’ve got to plunge it.
If your vehicle don’t start, Because the gas tank needs a fart, You’ve got to plunge it. You’ve got to plunge it.
Computer’s getting worms, Don’t you worry bout those germs, Just plunge it. You’ve got to plunge it.
Sometimes the boss man starts to growl, Pull that paper out your bowels, You’ve got to plunge him. You’ve got to plunge him.
For when your baby starts to tire, Use the tool to stop that crier, Just plunge him. You’ve got to plunge him.