I am a housemaster.
Cleaning’s my profession.
I am a housemaster.
This is my confession.

I mop the stairs and hall
I’m always here on call
To fix a window or to clean Graffitti off the wall
I start at Satan’s hour
To scrub and scrape and scour
To keep the courtyard free of filth, stains, and stenches foul.

This must be Housemaster’s Hell.
This must be Housemaster’s Hell.

And when some drunken clown
Can’t hold his liquor down.
I’ve got to run to clean it up before it spreads around.
Or while i’m scraping up
The shit of some sweet pup,
I hold the urge to take revenge within and tell myself

This must be Housemaster’s Hell.
This must be Housemaster’s Hell.

I am a housemaster.
Cleaning’s my profession.
I am a housemaster
This is my confession.
I mop the stairs and I clean up shit all day
Somebody screams at the ground and I wash it away.

This must be Housemaster’s Hell.
This must be Housemaster’s Hell.
This must be, this must be Hell
Hell. Hell.Hell.
Hell! Hell! Hell!

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