The fat cats, are lining up to partay with the pig dogs,
Lining up their shots and all their jaws keep flapping,
Pinkie rings tapping to the weak beat,
Indecencies they wreak on a bed sheet,
Spread sheets covered in meat,
Laws and sausage, watching them make laws and sausage, watchin’ them make
Laws and sausage, laws and sausage, laws and sausage, watchin’ them make
The fat heads, are shooting off the mouth again and
Air heads, are running up the tab,
Got a new pea shooter for ten million dollars,
And a squeeze cheese launcher for riot control,
Laws and sausage, watching them make laws and sausage, watchin’ them make
Laws and sausage, laws and sausage, laws and sausage, watchin’ them make make..
For starters tonight we have the Braised Buttocks of Mad Cow Brisquit,
Moose Spleen Paté with Bacon Bits,
Splattered Lamb, in Head Cheese Bowl
Dollars, Yen, Euros, Pesos, pay with the nose
Alas it’s rude, last gas and food, don’t want no friction,
Can’t get bliss in this unhappy gristle addiction,
The fictions they proffer, the coffers they line,
We say eat the rich while on our legs they dine,
By the numbers, like cattle grazing man,
Laws and sausage, turn forests into sand,
Man I lost my Falafel all over their plans,
Laws and sausage, watching them make laws and sausage, watchin’ them make
Laws and sausage, laws and sausage, laws and sausage, watchin’ them make
I need a lozenge
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