Something's gone wrong here. I don't think that it's funny.
A fat, old dude charges interest on free money.
We're all in debt. It adds up into the trillions.
We're fighting banks and their lords, the reptillians.

We're having fun here, living in the trap.
Why do we still put up with all this crap?
If it works for free, you know they're gonna ban it.
People come with me, we can save this cooked planet.

The health cartels, now they give me the chills.
They drug you, kill you, make you pay the bills.
Weight gain, pain, delinquency and sadness.
If we just eat raw, we can end all this madness.

We're having fun here, living in the trap.
Why do we still put up with all this crap?
If it works for free, you know they're gonna ban it.
People come with me, we can save this cooked planet.

Electricity, they rape us by the hour.
We can run this state right now on solar power.
Our vehicles run on diesel fumes and gas,
but they could run for free on the fumes from your ass.

We're having fun here, living in the trap.
Why do we still put up with all this crap?
If it works for free, you know they're gonna ban it.
People come with me, we can save this cooked planet.


Lyrics submitted by Rawtony

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