Please Bro, Don't Tase Me Songtext
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Holy Dove, Trailer park thugs
all dressed in black, boots on your back,
taser gun, he has so much fun
but please bro, don't tase me
Nevermind the neverending hidden meanings,
we got no atmosphere worth breathing
peeling layers, teasin trouble
the struggle up means keeping low
until the right moment...
don't fret mama, the desert's still the desert
the gods still plunder one another
pornographic exploitation of the human population
pines the ruling oligarchy, they say it clear
food riots, flash mobs a'comin' shortly
purpose made perfect slaves
that's the natural order these days
don't fret mama, the desert's still the desert
the gods still plunder one another
mass deflation of the peasant population
pines the ruling oligarchy, they say it clear
food riots, flash mobs a'comin shortly
so please bro, don't tase me
all dressed in black, boots on your back,
taser gun, he has so much fun
but please bro, don't tase me
Nevermind the neverending hidden meanings,
we got no atmosphere worth breathing
peeling layers, teasin trouble
the struggle up means keeping low
until the right moment...
don't fret mama, the desert's still the desert
the gods still plunder one another
pornographic exploitation of the human population
pines the ruling oligarchy, they say it clear
food riots, flash mobs a'comin' shortly
purpose made perfect slaves
that's the natural order these days
don't fret mama, the desert's still the desert
the gods still plunder one another
mass deflation of the peasant population
pines the ruling oligarchy, they say it clear
food riots, flash mobs a'comin shortly
so please bro, don't tase me
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