No cat would ever do that Matter of fact No self-respecting monkey would Someone will pay the price Like a frozen corpse Someone will cough it up Because the land lies like this I feel carbonated (I feel) I feel spring-loaded (I feel) Someone will pay the price One thousand years Someone will cough it up I'm the kitchen sink You're an oil pan We are lanced cysts Their footprints are on Countless backs of sad sad losers Now all these dumb trusters Have shit on their faces Got fucked up their asses And put in their places.
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