| Mmm, sludge
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| Mmm, filth
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| Aah, fumes
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| Oooh, cack
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| Oil and grime, poison sludge
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| Diesel clouds and noxious muck
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| Slime beneath me, slime up above
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| Ooh, you’ll love my (ah-ah-ah) toxic love
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| Toxic love
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| I see the world and all the creatures in it
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| I suck 'em dry and spit 'em out like spinach
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| I feel the power, it’s growing by the minute
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| And pretty soon you’re gonna see me wallow in it
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| I feel good, a special kind of horny
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| Flowers and trees depress and frankly bore me
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| I think I’ll spew them all with cyanide saliva
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| Pour me a puke cocktail and take me to the driver
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| Filthy brown acid rain
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| Pouring down like egg chow mein
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| All that’s foul, all that’s stained
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| Breeding in my toxic brain
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| And after dinner I could go for something sweet
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| Revenge for all those years locked in a tree!
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| I’ll crush and grind all creatures great and small
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| And put up parking lots and shiny shopping malls
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| 'Cause greedy human beings will always lend a hand
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| With the destruction of this worthless jungle land
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| And what a beautiful machine they have provided
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| To slice a path of doom with my foul breath to guide it
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| Hit me one time
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| Hit me twice
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| Ah, ah, ah
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| That’s rather nice
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| Oil and grime, poison sludge
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| Diesel clouds and noxious muck
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| Slime beneath me, slime up above
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| Ooh, you’ll love my (ah-ah-ah) toxic love |