Lyrics

Kah-ettle in the kitchen,
Bubblin’ like a culdren
When it gets to whistlin’
It’s about to blow
It’s about to blow

Feel the pressure dropping,
Storm clouds start a gathering
Wind takes to a howling
It’s about to blow, It’s about to blow

You’d better watch out son,
Here it comes, here it come
You better run,run,run
Oh, this shit is getting sideways

Boiler in the basement
At the haunted convent
Paint peels from the cement
It’s about to blow, It’s about to blow

You’d better watch out son,
Here it comes, here it come
You’d better run,run,run
Oh, this shit is getting sideways

Zhangu drums are pounding,
Airwaves keep on chattering
Mother begs a beating
That’s another sign, It’s about to blow

You’d better watch out son,
Here it comes, here it come
You’d better run,run,run
Oh, this shit’s already sideways

Boiler in the basement
At the haunted convent
Paint peels from the cement
It’s about to blow, It’s about to blow