The kettle boils and  fuses all the lights

Anaemia comes in fourteen  hundred types
The steam iron kills the germs and then ignites
Babies use ten thousand paper wipes

We gnaw the fruits of nature,tender, ripe
The kettle boils and  fuses all the lights
Anaemia comes in fourteen  hundred types

Grandad used to smoke a polished pipe
The house flies danced and mother lost her might.
Babies use ten billion paper wipes

Are my sins all mortal, do I lie?
Will the devil die and  leave me right?
Anaemia comes in fourteen  hundred types

Evil is immortal. god is blithe
He thinks,he calculates and then he writes
Babies use ten trillion paper wipes

People  queue for sales all through the night
As angels  scatter from the orange lights
Anaemia comes in fourteen hundred types
But porn  is like a nuclear bomb online