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You better sweep up that shit boy
That Swifter's no toy
It's got a multi-flex head
That'll sweep crumbs from under your bed

Your mop and bucket is no match
It leaves dirt only my swifter can catch
And you're left in the dust
Cause...

In my Swifter we trust

It's July, but I got spring cleaning in mind
With my Swifter in hand I can clean off those blinds
The extendo-reach wand helps me polish those fans
The new friction grip makes quick work of the can

In my Swifter we trust

My Swifter will mop up your brains
Once I puncture your head with my fist
You're blood will be streaming from my
Swifter jet
When I rip out your throat with my teeth

My Swifter pad is crimson red
While your body is limp and dead
Who needs a knife to stab your heart?
When I can use my Swifter to kill you

My Swifter will pick up your traces of hair, nails, guts, and slime
I'll kill, rape, and clean you up in no time
I'll clean up so fast; I'll even make a small snack
Throw out the remains and put my Swifter back on the rack

In my Swifter we trust

I'll piss on your face, and mop it right up...Yeah, I'm a real vandal
There's nothing my Swifter can't handle

Lyrics^

I had more but they're gone forever now.