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Freezes Deyna
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Sound of the Monies
Hell I'm not sure, but I've really thought dinosaurs Had all died like sixty million years ago So why the fuck are they seen everyday, on the streets in cafes Scared of their own portraits like Dorian Grey? Nah, seriously it's easy to see We got a problem with obesity At least that species Freezes-D (that's us) generally calls a motherfuckin' Monie
I think something big is coming
Go, kids, get in here quick! The might not be fast but they're eating like shit Blood-cholesterol high up in this bitch So get the fuck inside and hide under your bed Can ya feel it? The earth is shaking! Can ya see it? The asphalt's breaking! Can ya hear it, that awful sound? Like a bunch of elephants jumping up and down
Boom Boom! That's the sound of the monies Boom Boom! So fat. Boom Boom! That's the sound of the monies Boom Boom! So get yar ass into cover!
Damn! I can't even imagine how degrading it feels Having instead of two arms a couple of dead baby seals But seems no big deal cause they squeeze at least ten treats between the regular meals everyone eats. Come on, I mean: How many monies actually tried to diet and not just lied about it? Even to themselves, well, guess that's a number as small as the chance Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com that this song won't leave monies depressed
Get that ass into cover Cause all those monies got weight and force of an aircraft-carrier
Don't get me wrong, this is not about hate in fact we think it's fucked up to discriminate, but don't you confuse them monies and fatties Cause monies are sad clowns but fatties are happy See monies can't accept what they are, so they blame everything but themselves cause they're too lazy to change That's what pisses me off, that whole self-pity thing Looks like someone cross-bred emos with blimps
And they're so fat, that they can't be denied Yeah they're so fat, that they can't be denied They're getting more and they can't be denied and soon this planet will be monified!
World wide monie infection! Blown out of bounds Soon they're all out to get ya! No doubt, no doubt! World wide monie infection! Blown out of bounds All-time hungry crowds
And in a couple years They'll reach critical mass, there be nothing left to eat Monies will go cannibal, or lie starving in the streets completely unable to move like stranded whales on a beach The end will sound like this
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