Cockroach - Written by Martin D. White

Each night in my kitchen there is a party, you see;
I am just glad, they always forget to invite me;
Their music is so loud it keeps me awake;
Drinking spill beer on my counter and getting half baked;
Every once in a while, one will end up in bed with me;
Drunk cock a roaches, get a little to friendly;
The poison I bought, it must be like speed;
After a night full of partying, some had OD;
Most go sleep it off during the course day;
So once the lights go out they can come out and play.