Out in the English countryside
Where the fields are green and wide
Experiments are going on
So that the bugs soon will be gone
Sonic rays sent into the earth
Killing bugs, but also giving birth
Something's moving, reaching for the sun
Soon the dead will have a lot of fun
Come and gather
Pray to eat
The guts are the father
The son is the meat
Out in the English countryside
Where the fields are green and wide
Experiments were going on
The human race is dead and done
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