WHY DO THEY ALWAYS SEND THE POOR! Barbarisms by Barbaras With pointed heels. Victorious, victories kneel. For brand new spankin' deals. Marching forward hypocritic And hypnotic computers. You depend on our protection,
Yet you feed us lies from the table cloth. La la la la la la la la la, Everybody's going to the party have a real good time. Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Kneeling roses disappearing, Into Moses' dry mouth, Breaking into Fort Knox, Stealing our intentions, Hangars sitting dripped in oil, Crying FREEDOM!