Lyrics:

Weve got you in this fuckin movie to exterminate all the lunitics all
at
once with a filetering system of God. Were the psyco-semantic police,
you cant even see us. How in the fuck can you do anything about it?
Were pure intellegence, your not. Your biological product of a
comological universe. Your molecular matter, I constructed you, fuck
you.
I made you up, you didnt make me up, you got it backwards. You know
who
you are? Your fuckin semantic blockage, thats what made you up.
Youre
a fuckin programer named Christine Gontara. You fucked up. She sucked
my cock, fell in love, and she was locked in. Shes gonna get her
second
chance to suck my cock again. If she turns me down, shes gonna go
striaght to hell, she wont pass go, shell never fuckin win. Shes
the
cunt that thought she was God, but thats OK, I dont give a shit. As
long as she sucks me off when I tell her. Cause shes my zombie. I
capured that mother fucker, and shes my cassette. I want that cock
sucker to send me at least fifty-thousand fuckin dollars. If she cant
do it Ill try ten. If she cant do that, Ill try five, but thats it.
If you got a dowry of five thousand dollars, come out here and suck me
off, do what I tell you from now on, then you can join me for eternal
time.