Lyrics:

no more pencils no more books

i built the city out one brick

I had a mayor and a crook

I made the crook stab the mayor then slay himself in the gills

i stole the brick back and migrated east, now let's build



every technical cadet better they be slit-throat percentages

chicken penmanship condom thirteenth NOT AMEN

I arranged panoramics of a plastic catalogue with a wild dog

still tellin me drived by my off-spring



i'll bring the butterflies and he can bring the centipedes

and she'll bring the cadavers set em' free and let em' feed

the devil she penciled me in but i slept thick through my alarm sock

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