I have some bread now, up on my shelf
A loaf of whole wheat and raisin and I'm saving it just for myself
Look at the color, all blackened and green
It's something I grew and I shouldn't show you "cause it's way too obscene

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Oh, oh it's moldy now, it smells rude
It's breathing, and I think it moved, yes I saw it move

You say I'm a wacko, well that might be true
I'm experimenting with food that's fermenting and what it can do
So don't go in the fridge, you won't like what you see
There's some milk, cheese and meat that I bought way back in 1983

(Chorus)

You ask if I'm lazy, what can I say?
My clothes are not washed, and I think that my socks are walking away
So perhaps I should clean up, yea, yea, and not be sick anymore
But it's really hard to give up my collection of fungus and spores

Oh it's moldy now (it's green and disgusting)
Ooh, it smells rude (it's not even worth discussing)
It's breathing (oh why is it breathing)
And I think it moved, yes I know it moved
(repeat)