feces pieces - prozac bomb lyrics
yeaaah!
as the hands on the clock bend to my wishes;
my eyes on the road, my dog with his b+tches
queen is out shopping, buying boxes and cans;
king is out working with a gun in his hand, yeah
power+packed laxative, montezuma’s revenge;
the last roll of paper has come to its end
jumper over the border, shook hands with the man;
hydraulics and steel cleansing the land, yeah
dropping the prozac bomb!
smoked up with the fetus, got drunk with the heff;
pablo diablo kicking ass on the bass
razor+sharp creases, the steel is infernal;
+n+l+retеntion, the new call to order
dropping thе prozac bomb!
rubber to the asphalt
angel of produce;
messenger of doubt
driving to seduce
h+ll yeaaah!
smacked all the herbs, got down in the pit;
ask me to tango, i’ll tell you to sit
to h+ll with baseball, f+ck apple pie;
made uncle sam break down and cry
to h+ll with baseball, f+ck apple pie;
made uncle sam break down and cry!
dropping the prozac bomb!
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