You're talking about benefit,
as if lot worse benefit
Billions of cells pumping out the same *
You think you are a saviour,
cos now you got the power
The power to build walls, to protect your empire
Compassion for the division,
tween us you feel great
Your reality TV country has sucked up its brain
You have trials,
trials,
trials,
all your telltale
You have bribes, bribes, oh
You drape your mother for peace in your family
Forget about humanity,
there's only one reason you have become a politic
Cos gold you touch,
and more gold you hatch The cold breathes
a seed that grows like a cancer patch
I can't believe you had a feeling once Maybe the
bad taste of failing to ask a girl to a dance
Sweet motherfucker,
you people bloody jerks While you play with
little soldier in your diamond safety box
You can't understand,
you can't understand In your furry land,
in your furry land
We don't need your hand,
we don't need your hand,
oh no
We get back to the roots,
get back to the roots Spit the rotten fruit,
spit the rotten fruit
Anything we do, anything we do, cos you
Science basically say you don't have no
time to lose Cos you've put time to match,
wait but
A pig should assume this ton of *'s off your face
I wonder if you're happy if you've gone
astray You're about to squeeze in your throat,
but
we want veins Man,
ready for the morning eviction
Man,
run and you'll be coughing and frozen Man,
I'll be your nightmare but not fiction
Man,
I'll tell you what's your deepest affection
I see you * with the people,
leaning back against the maple
Gazing at the first nest as a worm at an
apple Rubbing the eggs for your own sake,
crushing the young shell and break her leg
You can't understand, you can't understand
In your furry land, in your furry land
We don't need your hand,
we don't need your hand,
oh no
We get back to the roots,
get back to the roots Spit the rotten fruit,
spit the rotten fruit
Anything we do, anything we do, cos you
Can't close my eyes when you moralise
In the name of your own peace of mind