[Verse 1: Open Mike Eagle]

You just uh, you know, but me

I'm just washing dishes

You know, busting suds

That's what a house husband does

With or without an industry buzz

There's no forks left

And I contemplated eating with some forceps

I wish I had a corvette like a killer rapper

Cause rap fables end happily iller after

They're all still a bachelor with gorilla stature

And there's no rats' head code to liver cancer

No clogged drains or broken dog chains

No fog, rain or blacked out ball games

I waited all day 'til the time was right

I let the sun fade, not when it's shining bright

[Verse 2: Open Mike Eagle]

Picked out a beat for a song I would write tonight

And start with a teaspoon or a tiny knife

And then it's dynamite, instant daydreaming

Different time, different day, different place even

I hope Aesa never gets into paste eating

He's from a very old race full of space heathens

But now it's late evening, I'm still busting suds

That's what a house husband does

With pans full of Mississippi mud

And other crud that just won't budge

And maybe I should just grow bud

Or rap wearing disco duds

Anything to get more buzz

Rent an old Volkswagen bug

Spray paint it gold and try to follow Slug on tour

A million ideas but I'm so unsure

If I could only bubble like the soap suds

Then I would've blown up an any given malady with no known cure

[Verse 3: Open Mike Eagle]

If 50 is a millionaire

I wonder if he ever runs out of silverware

Big acts fade away like Silverchair

Broke rappers go nuts and join the militar-y

Somewhere gorilla bear sneaks

Making mixtape cuts over Dilla snares tweaked, but me

I'm just washing dishes, I got wet sleeves

Don't make dishes while I'm scrubbing, that's a pet peeve

(I really, really hate that) But me, I'm just washing dishes

Trying to help around the house more

Making income instead of out-pour

Enough about my shit, let's talk about yours

Let's talk about yours

(Yea, uh, we done)

[Outro: Alpha MC]

Yo man, this the Alph-Boss, man

Alpha MC, Swim Team rapper-slash-producer

But you know if- if you doin' this music independent shit

You gotta have a day job, you knowmsayin'?

Me, personally, I ship hula hoops, all around the world

It's a new fitness trend, you knowmsayin'?

We got one pound, two pound hula hoops

Decorated with glittery tape, you knowmsayin'?

We ship 'em all around the world

Just yesterday, I shipped two hundred hoops to Iraq