FART PICKLE LYRICS

"The Cow Song"

For 95 percent of our kind's era,
we lived in peaceful communism.
It's not all that intrinsic
to have to kill each other off.
It's hardly human nature
to have to divide ourselves.
How many more states will fall
until you jack me off?

Yet we continue down this beaten path,
remaining victims of our own creations.
It may seem condescending to say it,
but we need to get our heads out of ass.

Hail! [x3]
To your new masters!
Hail! [x3]
To your new masters!

I'm numb, I have no feeling, I'm a slave to my impulses
We're dumb, without meaning, eating crumbs that get left for us
Call it five thousand years of civilization and "the way it is"
Or decide to finally cut the shit
Decide to finally cut the shit

Thanks to Rock Dunbar for these lyrics

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