The Same Old Sauce Songtext

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The Same Old Sauce Songtext
fat spud wheezing at the zombie home terminal
the wage earner drained
dribble chin happy, its cyberpsychological
wish they could edit the day
each night like a skipping disc
some tits say hair and gun means love
direct injection of a sculpted message
new problem and a cure
virtual and digital and high definition but
selling the same old sauce
there's just one thing that I wanna know
were people this stupid before there was TV?