I saw a proline sticker just other day Another mental fool with no right to procreate Elbows bumping, tempers growing Veins bulge in my neck and eyes We're just a bunch of animals That fuck to survive Make room, make room Spread the fuck right out Make room, make room For the hand of doom I built a wall around myself From a world that's on the brink There's a problem with my armor 'Cause there's just too many chinks Cyanide the water supply Take a drink and watch 'em die Release ebola in the air Swell and bleed out everywhere Sarin gas for you to smell Take a train ride, next stop hell A Y2K census and we're all filled up Like a thick head of beer overflowing its cup A culling of humans, a matter of space Like herd management for the human race Line 'em up against the wall Aim and fire, send in more Dynamite, hand grenades Cold Guyanin lemonade Judas Priest pumpin' loud Pump your shot gut, listen 'pow' Poisoned, stabbed, mass contusion Chop 'em, burn 'em, fuck it, nuke 'em Fuckin' nuke 'em There's too many people Too many mouths to feed What is the solution? When billions need to eat There's not enough space Nowhere to put our waste With a little salt and pepper How do you think we'll taste? With a little salt and pepper How do you think we'll taste? With a little salt and pepper How do you think we'll taste? Cyanide the water supply Take a drink and watch 'em die Release ebola in the air Swell and bleed out everywhere Sarin gas for you to smell Take a train ride, next stop hell Line 'em up against the wall Aim and fire, send in more Send in more, send in more Make room, make room Spread the fuck right out Make room, make room For the hand of doom I built a wall around myself From a world that's on the brink There's a problem with my armor 'Cause there's just too many chinks Make room, make room Spread the fuck right out Make room, make room Spread the fuck right out © HANSEATIC MUSIKVERLAG GMBH CO KG; PROPHECIES PUBLISHING MARKUS STAIGE; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com