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Ants (Explicit)

P.O.S2005年3月16日

Ants (Explicit) 歌詞

 

Mister of course

AKA of course we can pause

In the sleep walk

I'm dreamin about

The days I'll be outlined in chalk

I'm feelin a little groggy

But yeah I remember now

What Back to the hunt

The individually wrapped servants now

Suck the f**kin' life out of 'em

Packaging we need more packaging

Computers computers please

All the robots are walking now

Back in the swing of things

They sing for the distraction it brings

I flap my jaws cuz I'm the one

Who works the crap outta these things

 

F**k 'em

Every day's my birthday

I'll make and break these insects

Then I send them on their way

Pay me

Hoping flip the switch

And some more Olestra

We squeeze the peoples

Till the loose stools flies out

They go without I go with

Coffee teas and grabbin' a slice of cake

I make these little emcees

And fill 'em up great

Ha keep working

The big return is comin'

Just keep on marchin' kid

Just keep on marchin' kid

It's movin' inch by inch

It's movin' grain after grain

Movin' one by one

For the universal brain

Never flinch to get squished

Never stop consuming s**t

Just move your f**king legs for the queen

And that's it

Inch by inch

Moving grain after grain

Moving one by one

For the universal brain

Never flinch to get squished

Never stop consuming s**t

Just move your f**king legs for the queen

And that's it

Hop on top of a silo

I'm screaming out for survival

I'm face to face with my rivals

My papermate is my rifle

FIRE

Down in that ant hole

You can follow disorder

Put a stop to production

All soldiers across the border

And boarded up tenements

Residents they're spendin' and send 'em with

She smoked her life away

Lady the baby's innocent

So don't ever go against the grain

Cuz a rope is hangin for you off the frame

Of mind a changing time you spent

She like:I ain't chaning mine

Well I can't worry 'bout your money

You can stay behind

You're closed minded

You can't see through the opening

I'm from the home of more rednecks

Than bowling pins

Inches by inches

We're swimmin' down through the trenches

The room will fill up with tension

The instant we hit the entrance

The black army ant

Just watch you can't get rid of me

 

Loud in your crowd

 

 

Like Mussolini in Italy'