Day 41 ( Blankitty Blank Blank!!! )
Cookie cutter government in the shape of pigs
smoking salary cigs, six million figs
And the kids are not alright for food they have to fight
the economic system is now a third reich
Right wing politicians are hunted by poachers
while the carcass of an arnarchist is infested with vultures
Wearing holter tops and mini skirts
playing cops and robbers, wallflowers and flirts
This type of fornication is irritating like a squeeky door hinge
brainwashing reminiscent of A Clockwork Orange
They Abort with a syringe inserted in your sinus
extracting your soul leaving you spineless
Like Linus with his blanket, your dependent on the pills your popping
for cheap thrills like Janis Joplin
Amputate the hand that operates heavy machinery
which symbolizes society
They remind me of marionettes
manipulated by malnutrition puppets
They remove your bicuspids to make plenty of room
because uncle sam wants you to consume
And to whome it may concern who knows what they'll do to ya'
probably leave your ass torn like Natalie Imbruglia
The Lunch Mob, A fascist blob
A megalomaniac seeking kids to rob
Ham and cheese, Famine and disease
cease! Before you get the corn up the cob
by Wesley Invisible
smoking salary cigs, six million figs
And the kids are not alright for food they have to fight
the economic system is now a third reich
Right wing politicians are hunted by poachers
while the carcass of an arnarchist is infested with vultures
Wearing holter tops and mini skirts
playing cops and robbers, wallflowers and flirts
This type of fornication is irritating like a squeeky door hinge
brainwashing reminiscent of A Clockwork Orange
They Abort with a syringe inserted in your sinus
extracting your soul leaving you spineless
Like Linus with his blanket, your dependent on the pills your popping
for cheap thrills like Janis Joplin
Amputate the hand that operates heavy machinery
which symbolizes society
They remind me of marionettes
manipulated by malnutrition puppets
They remove your bicuspids to make plenty of room
because uncle sam wants you to consume
And to whome it may concern who knows what they'll do to ya'
probably leave your ass torn like Natalie Imbruglia
The Lunch Mob, A fascist blob
A megalomaniac seeking kids to rob
Ham and cheese, Famine and disease
cease! Before you get the corn up the cob
by Wesley Invisible