"Kkkitchens, What Were You Thinking?" lyrics

"Kkkitchens, What Were You Thinking?"

K-k-kitchens, what were you thinking?
Your quality units never stood a chance
With a little forward planning and perspective
You'd have avoided this
But you're a spook, a legend
An urban myth with a twist in the tail
A precautionary nod to the licensing trade
And children still whisper your name

Da-ddy, don't marry da-ddy

K-k-kitchens what were you thinking
If racial tension is the benchmark
Then how much for this sink in a riot?
I'll buy it with the water main
But you're a mock, a molar
A molecular fault in a parallel world
A mysterious font by the end of the north road
Just across from the spar

Da-ddy, don't marry da-ddy

K-k-kitchens I know you're shutting
I think you gave us everything that we could ever ask
Of a little racist shop
But k-k-kitchens what were you thinking?
What drugs were all your salesmen taking?
I tried to run but spent the weekend shaking

Da-ddy, don't marry da-ddy


Writer(s): Jonathan Chapple, Jack Egglestone, Andrew Falkous
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