The wind blows and I see dust
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A cloud of white upon the horizon
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My pallet knows, this is a bust
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Breakfast is wrecked
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For the chidren of the nation
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These cheerios, soggy and tainted
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Have gone to waste in
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This milk of devastation.
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Taste is based
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From the bones of zombies
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The dust is ground
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It's not safe to eat or drink
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When powdered milk's around!
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Call in the troops
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Cause here's a scoop
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For you and your group
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There's a drink around town
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And it tastes like foo
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The man in the tin suit
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Bearing bitter fruit
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Breakfast cereal turns to soup
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Tastes like puke
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Oh no!
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It's the Powdered Milk Man
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Oh no!
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Holding the Powdered Milk can
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The super villain comes a creepin'
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When you're sleepin'
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And must be stopped anyway we can
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[Chorus]
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You stand before me I will defeat you
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You will not break me I will not take you
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You're just another unearthy poison
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Someone will stop you
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You and your kind, step back!
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Whoa ho ho ho Powdered Milk Man
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Whoa ho ho you must die!
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Whoa ho ho ho, Powdered Milk Man
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Whoa ho ho ho whoa!
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[Chorus]
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Whoa ho ho ho Powdered Milk Man
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Whoa ho ho ho you must die!
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Whoa ho ho ho Powdered Milk Man
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Whoa ho ho ho you must die!
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Powdered Milk Man
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| The Aquabats |
