Laundry Basket — текст песни (cigar)

What the hell is up with that,
When you can`t buy your own laundry basket
Why was I the victim? You stole my wicker tool
I came inside to check on my clothing as they`re drying
I could`ve sworn I left it in the apartment laundry room

But now it`s gone my clothing in a bundle
With socks, and pants, and underwear
Falling to the ground

Fuck the guy who took my shit
And stole my laundry basket
If I see you with my basket in the laundry room
I`ll kick your ass shit on clothes
And take back my fuckin` laundry basket
And then you`ll be the victim because
You stole my wicker tool