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Oh My

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Oh My

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People are a waste of food

You'll never hear the end

They're only ever happy

When they're burying their friends

And they take take take

But they never take a hint

The ice caps getting skinny

Still they're not concerned

They're very near extinct

People are a waste of food

The end is nearly nigh

They've always said the sky would fall

Now it is you have to wonder why

You want to shrink your stinky footprint?

Get your tubes tied

Or even better yet

Go commit suicide

They can't say you didn't try

And oh my,

Well i hear the sound of horses' hooves

Come the middle of the night

And oh my,

Its time to get your gun license

I see four horsemen riding through

A cold and endless night

If money is the root of evil

Fear of death is worse

This mortal coil is not a test

And you can't hide in a purse

So don't go casting no dispersions in the street

'Cause the half the world that starves

Will know the half you're in

Does not deserve to eat

And oh my,

Well i hear the sound of horses' hooves

Come the middle of the night

And oh my,

It's time to get your gun license

I see four horsemen riding through

A cold and endless night

People are a waste of food

Don't bother learning Chinese

Thou shalt find oneself perturbed

By less verbose calamities

Just get some Heinz baked beans,

A 12 gauge, bandolier and tinned dog food

We'll eat your dog, bury our dead

Or eat them instead

That's entirely up to you

And oh my,

I hear the sound of unshod hooves come the middle of the night

And oh why

Well, from now on 'til your grandkids finally get what you deserve

I'm going to be stuck here with you wookies

Eating fortune cookies

Until my guts churn

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