For when we all are dead and gone, you wonder what will still remian;
Some cockaroaches, a wal*mart and a roll of ole duct tape.
The Rolling Stones, the 10 commandments, the words of an ole folk song;
like one of them old time country ballads thats a hunderd verses long
For what shall finally happen, when we're left to our device
Shall human in-gen-u-i-ty, create human demise?
When we drunk up all our water, and we cut down all our trees,
and we done milkt up all of our cows so we could get more cheese...
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Elvis, Tupac, Jesus Christ, but them folk never die
But what about the lochness monster and that big foot guy?
And in this tomfoolery, is there a lesson, to be learnt-
for can you play with fire, if you don't want to get burnt?
but everything's OK reports the washington think tank,
but i see they misbehaving and they deserve to get spanked.
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a spider-bat-man combic book, nancy drew type mystery
and the story of a pirate who done sailed all 7 seas
for what in this great world will survivors have to inherit?
only one walmart left, all of them roaches gonna have to share it.
up and down the aisles of plastic shit no one can use,
the roaches put on music and put on their dancin' shoes
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some cigarettes, a fall-out shelter, a bumper sticker that reads
if cleanliness is next to godliness lord- i must be unclean
them roaches have a party, lord, they have them lots of fun
in the all or nothing battle, they see that they have won.
that be the evo-lu-tion-ar y advanced human race,
they took all our advancements and they shoved em in our face..
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a waffle house, a guns n' roses tape, and a pi-ture of you and me
you know that one of us as children and we're neked for all to seeee