Throw me in the trash can, the one place that i can, stand free from your sanitizing, the only freedom you'll ever bring...(as you go happily nodding on)...us unsanitaries I'm a horse smackin h**ne Don't ask where i have been Hiding under violins of various degrees (nodding on...) It keeps me from slidin in your sanity that won't let in unsanitaries Livin in some "false realities" (nodding on...)
So kiss me once before i fly Far from your clear white sky Why don't you ask me why Your crystal guns shot me (nodding on....) s** on your nationwide corporate lie that society is safe inside its apathy s** for a bag of joy s** for a hit of greed You better start cheekin kid Those seeds might spread the disease you gave us unsanitaries