we're zombies on autopilot
we're shoveling shit back to our pants
we're turkies hailing for christmas
experiment in between god and chemist
piled for the one who'll cut the best deal
we're sheeps with expensive hairdoes
mouthful of wolves shit
easy prey
anything for gunpowder and liquer
for rubber bullets and tear gas
we're fucked, puked on - waiting it to dry
we're fucked
we're puked on
we're fucked

boys and girls
slow down, cheat
fuck the mouthwash police
bite the hand that shakes the hand that feeds