(Verse 1) There is a store in Sweden-town They call the IKEA. And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy, And God, I know I’m one. (Verse 2) My girlfriend bought a wooden desk, She said, "Assemble it, please." Now I’m sitting on the living room floor, Down on my shaking knees. (Chorus) Oh mother, tell your children Not to do what I have done! Don't spend your Saturday afternoon In the house of the missing screw! (Verse 3) With one small hex wrench in my hand, And a manual full of drawings, no words. I’ve been turning this little bolt for three straight hours, And it’s driving me clean absurd! (Guitar & Organ Solo - Dramatic but goofy) (Verse 4) Well, I got one board that is upside down, And another one split in two. And I’ve got fifteen leftover plastic parts, And I don’t know what they do! (Chorus) Oh mother, tell your children Not to do what I have done! Don't spend your Saturday afternoon In the house of the missing screw! (Verse 5) Now the desk is leaning to the left, If I touch it, it’s gonna fall. I’m gonna pack my bags, I’m gonna leave this town, And live with no furniture at all! (Outro) Yeah, it’s tilting down... To the ground... I lost the wrench... (Schreien im Hintergrund: "Where is the Allen key?!") Oh, Lord, I'm done! [Dramatisch ausklingender Orgel-Akkord] [END]
