The Mistake Factory
Welcome to the Mistake Factory
We stake ‘em
We bake ‘em
We shake ‘em
We even sell ‘em too
We send ‘em
We bend ‘em
We bind ‘em
We grind ‘em
And then we sing a long loud YABBA DABBA DOO!
If anyone’s looking for a job, don’t worry we won’t forsake ‘em
Because this is the Mistake Factory, and anyone can make ‘em
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