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Invented Organs lyrics

Don't you want to know the truth about dishonorable discharge?
For that special one-gun salute to the fellow N.R.A. holes.

Yada yada yada yada
Plaster every sore.

A question for you my self proclaimed profits, are you angry?
Now you can go from cocaine onto Rogaine in 2.5 seconds.
So become your very own post-civilized, flawless, best friend.

Microprocessor, microprocessor upon microprocessor upon microprocessor.

Dear fools and barbarians why don't you ask yourself if you can still recall the Alamo.
In this botched blitzkrieg of drive-through culture and sweaty cadaver driven vessels.

So call it a lifestyle, but it's really a filthy fucking traffic jam in.
Disguise...
And you won't say shit even if your mouth is full of it.
Even if your mouth is full of it.

Is this fun yet?
Hold those horses, and jump up that ass.
Slobber slobber and climb up that spine.

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