This is a song parody by David Hammond. It is based on Trial of Tears by Dream Theater.
Under the bun, there's something to hide
Under the spoon, a color seeps inside
It won't disappear
Why won't it fade away?
Scrubbing at the stain
I need some Lysol sprayIt's staining, staining
On the sheets; it don't look pretty
It's staining, staining
Staining, seep, and leavenI may have wasted all those rags
Might as well use paper bags
I may have spent too long to touch it
Cleaning's really a dragTake a look for yourself
See the sprays on the shelf
And tell me what you think
I hope the water's hot
'Cause this is all I've got
And I'll be scrubbing this all dayIt's staining, staining
On the sheets; it don't look pretty
It's staining, staining
Staining, seep, and leaven
Staining, seep, and leavenI may have wasted all those rags
Might as well use paper bags
I may have spent too long to touch it
Cleaning's really a dragAs I go through all my soap
Starting to feel like such a dope
With the spots lapped around me
Leaving violet smearsBleeding from the pies, Satan's wrath unfurled
Arms are getting tired, the end is still so far
Time to take the OxiClean, wipe it up, wipe it up
I will never get done at this rateSpill a cake
I continue to clean it up
Fulminating my emotions
Walk into the basement
Where you'll find stashes of anti-splashes
Filled with aches
Clean the range, clean the carpet, clean the knife
A sticky chair, throw away
I don't really give a care
Rinsing, sinking, staining deep inside it
Stain has returned
It won't go away with foamIt's staining, staining, staining, seep, and leaven
It's staining, staining, staining, seep, and leaven
It's staining, staining, staining, seep, and leaven
It's staining, staining, staining, seep, and leaven