My Teenager's Bedroom

I walked into my teenager's room, There's stuff all over the floor, It's absolutely everywhere, I'm surprised, I could open the door. There's yesterday's school uniform, Wet towels from his shower, I wish I could make it miraculously disappear, Oh, I wish I had that power. There's empty bottles and cans, There's snack wrappers too, There's junk stuffed under his bed, What the hell am I to do? I think I'll just condemn this tip, It looks just like a war zone, When he gets home from school, Oh my word, he'll hear me moan. He's not going on his X-box, He'll be lucky if he gets his tea, He's tidying that mess up first, He's not leaving it to me.