this could be about the rising costs of living, or any number of other observations i have made over the years. The first chorus sounds to me like the vocals have been digitally altered, but its actually just some weird computer freakout i think, its surprising stuff like that doesn't happen more often.
two dollar veggie bags, enough to feed a pack of rabid vegans, and its not the smoking that kills you, no, its the bad karma from stealing every other mutherfuckers lighter. i recollect once being vaugly correct, but a playful left jab or hook, now i have no memorys left, its just like a headache with pictures for two or three moments, the carpet will be ruined.
When your hell-bent on killing those innocent flowers, and displaying their carcass like its some sort of SICK decoration, then how can you call yourselfs the fair-er sex? you sexy bitch! i cant believe that its come to this.
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