| Total sexist adoration spills across a stilted nation
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| All the males that are equipped with shoulders made of oven chips
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| Overeating, exercising, diet fads and those denying
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| Climate change is in abundance, building homes on frozen tundras
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| Texting while you should be driving, Earth is flat but you’re surviving
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| Eating only steaks and hoping global warming’s some sort of hoax
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| And now you’re feeling European, I wish you were a human being
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| Whales have eaten all the plastics, fill the sea with geriatrics
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| Solve the ills of social care until they wash up everywhere
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| Cos I’ve always told ya they put things in the water
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| And toxic masculinity is now a fragrance on aisle three
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| We spray it on ourselves without the slightest hint of the irony
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| Everyone’s dead but that was in the future
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| While you’re alive just contemplate your duty to the
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| Screen in your hand eventually will destroy ya
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| Is this au fait or just my paranoia
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| Saying something about nothing?
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| Slip me a pill to kill this familiar
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| Feeling that I’ve been out on a limb, yeah
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| Everything is overrated, axioms of grief conflating
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| Sentimental throngs of people mourn for things
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| Designed to keep them blithely pining God’s attention
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| Look around you, who should mention
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| Clearly it’s intended to make you feel dependent
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| And sugar is the new religion, pile it in to all your children
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| It’s ok, relapse, repeat, get ripped you know and whiten your teeth
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| Seeds in the clouds and drugs in the water
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| Sun in the sky to give you melanoma
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| Stay in the house and irrigate your cuticles
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| While outside the boys build another death star
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| And you say something close to nothing
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| Because you thought you were on top of it
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| And now you realize nothing’s stopping it
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| Maybe I will, maybe I won’t
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| Go for the throat, humanity needs another sick note
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| Fight in the aisles consuming hallelujah
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| Exist on your own terms, else they’ll sock it to ya |