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There's only so many times you can eat that rubber food 'Till You're gonna say, Well, I'm eating it. I guess it must be good There's only so many times you can sit and watch tv- Stay detached and think it's stupid and that you're somehow free America will eat you America will eat you up. There's only so many times you can be treated like dirt at the airport or the bank 'Til you're gonna say, Yeah, you're right I'm a bum I'm a dog I'm a roach Thank you Thank you Thanks Only so many times you can see some slick jerk rave about God 'Til you're gonna give it up and go to sleep and slip into a pod- We're tempting little morsels on the corporation's fork If we show up with the right bits and bytes, they'll fatten us like pork Letras de cancionesAnd America will stretch her maw and show us her white teeth It's only when it's much too late we see the cancer underneath Everything has a number We all must drink our cup All I ask is to know when my number's up Looking at these corpses talk and laugh it up on tv All I want is to never have to ask, Lord, which corpse is me? From Letras Mania