El-P - The Fries lyrics
Go to the beach And realize that you got a scanline across your tanline And find microchips in your hands Fluid in your grands As a result of somebody else's plan That nobody really understands Even though it spans across lands African soils, Arabian sands It's airborne yet it seeps through dams A new disease that you caught at Mickey D's In your Quarter Pounder with cheese Ordered with ease Super size please! Can you believe People ain't even survive through the drive through And they thought they were live too Pulling off, pumping Rob Base, stuffing fries in their face Over a billion served What they never deserved So as they drove away they swerved into the curb With their heads on the steering wheel Kids blacked out in the back with a f**ing Happy Meal What a crappy deal But it was only $4.99 So there's more people in line Yeah, the plan's running fine The parking lot is now a burial plot Where you can park and rot if you can find a spot Government agents came swooping in Removing men, women and children from the automobile What a steal Now the car's repossessed and sold at an auction The people are dead but the money keeps talking Proceeds go to building bigger bombs and missile launching The ma**es respond by just watching Here comes the sh** talking Did you hear about what went down? It was plenty live Catch it tonight on FOX 25 World's greatest ma** murders Entertainment for all living observers You'll probably watch it while you're eating some burgers Go ahead and gobble the lies - here's the fries! The TV They said the TV did it You see me?! I'm in an easy clinic They're checking my health, checking my pulse What's the result? You've been in a cult with several adults Oh lord! What shall I do? Exorcism! High priest, unleash three extra rhythms He's shaking and his cells breaking down He skipped town Well, it's a manhunt now Shots deflected What the f** you expected? Thought that I was that disconnected? You're dead, kid! Who shall sustain this reign? No one! America is run by the few, the chosen And what's your name? "Fair game" Take aim You can point at who you'd usually blame It's a disappearing act but the structure's intact Breaking your back Hey, I heard a vertebrae snap! Got healthcare? - no Welfare? - maybe...yes If so, don't move - we could use that flesh Just a portion from a failed abortion contortion Mind sterilized We can't let those thoughts in Well, the FDA - they're not here today But the FCC watching what you say So let's calm down and take everything slow If you feel that you must lick a shot then BO! Frustration Living in a plush nation Wanna wash the blood off your hands but you can't It's on too thick - too many trips overseas To disarm bombs or spread a disease You got it? I got it? Epidemic! Panic! Widespread! Nine dead! Did we lie down and pull the covers over our heads? God damn it! Gobble up the next planet!