The powers that be, claim theres no reason to fear
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Keep on making babies, fuck the ones here.
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Too many people for such a small place.
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Over-population by the human race
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Used the resources on the planet's face,
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But wait till we get into outer space.
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The masses just mull around and exist day to day
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Subverted conceptions keep the cattle at bay
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Researchers have long stated their case,
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We're becoming a blemish on this planet's face.
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Like flowers wilting in a fragile vase,
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We're a dying species in this pretty place.
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The masses just mull around and exist day to day
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Subverted conceptions keep the cattle at bay
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Researchers have long stated their case
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We're becoming a blemish on this planet's face
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Like flowers wilting in a fragile vase,
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We're a dying species in this pretty place.
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Fat rats breed us toward our own annihilation,
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Hiding ideas that?d be our salvation.
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Too many people in such a small place.
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Over-population by this human race
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They beat you down, say "learn your place,"
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As part of a statistic called the human race.
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Fat rats breed us toward our own annihilation,
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Hiding ideas that'd be our salvation.
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Too many people in such a small place.
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Over-population by this human race
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They beat you down, say "learn your place,"
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As part of a statistic call the human race
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Beat you down learn your place,
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Part of a statistic called human waste.
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Have you ever considered the possibility
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The reason the powers that continue to be?
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Try and facilitate over-population,
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Back-stock human slaves as extinction marches on.
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Have you ever considered the possibility,
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The reason the powers that continue to be?
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Try and force over-population.
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You are what we like to call
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Beef-moo (4x)
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You're the beef-moo.
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Beef Moo
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