...Doing the Unnecessary...For the Ungreatful
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Will all John Henkleys please report to the
Corporate barbecue?
Let's pile this trash much higher
So that we might just reach the heavens
Leaving cock-sucker behind
With stock imagination
Reinventing commons then
Living without dead time
Opinions are like assholes
Everyone seems to have one
So here you go: Death to fuzz
Dead
Uncle sham and his sick uncle dickin'
All fuzzy tailed and fucking like bunnies
Making you feel just like a warmed up corpse
A total hit while
Hitting on everything
Got to pump and dump
Brains are on ice and still one too many bellies touching
Their backs while some have their back teeth
Buried under the ground
Thy shall eat thy
Dinner out of a
Polystyrene, poly-
Propylene dish
It shall be
Pre-prepared
Cooked in a microwave
Sped up by a megatron at
2450 megahertz
And thy food will be
Calories, BHT, BHA
Sulfites and
Yellow number 5
Now its time to throw craps
So pay up mister hoof-and-mouth-disease
The cake is getting thin
Add the coffin meat
Of those who don't
Have the sense to pour
The piss out of a
Boot to save their lives