[🍀My grandson, Silas wrote the storyline for this silly song...out of the blue, I just took the notes and recorded his sound effects. Suno did the rest!] ...................................... [singer A] He lives under my house In the dark below the boards I hear him in the daytime Pacing near the laundry door Pink as a busted cherry With a grin too wide to hide He carries twin soap dispensers Strapped up tight to both his sides Then I hear him start to sing And I hear that laugh begin By the window, by the fridge He lets himself back in The Scrubber Man The Scrubber Man He comes and cleans again The Scrubber Man The Scrubber Man Laughing through the panes [transition] [singer B - Silas digital voice recording] Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Hm-hm-hm-hm-hm-hm-hm Hm-hm-hm-hm-hm-hm-hm Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha [transition] [singer A] He scrubs my windows shining He scrubs my frigerator door Every streak turns to a shine line Every smudge gets lost and more He hums like he knows a secret Sings to stains nobody sees Then he eats our garden flowers And the dirty cloths for peace The Scrubber Man The Scrubber Man He comes and cleans again The Scrubber Man The Scrubber Man Laughing through the panes The Scrubber Man The Scrubber Man Still beneath my home The Scrubber Man The Scrubber Man Never scrubs alone [Final lyrics by Suno, music composition by Carolyn; sound effects by Silas]
