The Crawlspace, You've Been Living Hell To Me (sung to the tune of "San Quentin")

A devilish place this is, running beneath the living room and the stairs that lead to the kitchen. I have dents in my head from hitting the I-beam that now has a towel wrapped around it. There are pipes that are low, but then angle down so far that to get to where I usually end up--trouble with the sump pump--I'm crawling along concrete on my stomach. I've been down there several times the past few days, and thought I'd take photos of the pipes and my head, for perspective. And to prove my point (and my stupidity), the photo of the dent in my head from the I-beam, still there after about sixteen months.