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The good the bad and all the crap from all directions,

To sort it out you must remain above detection,

When attitude and cattle food collide.



It's hard to eat with all these party people staring,

But when it tastes so good it's really easy to stop caring,

We're here to test your manliness tonight.



If you wanna get down you gotta wake up,

Who was it that told you that life was so tough,

When you bitch at the moon, you're starting a fight,

Who was it that told you that wrong is alright?

Monotonous stereotypes,

Compressed and compiled.






The hot, the young, the sold, the old in a test tube mixing,

It leaves you nude and so amused it's quite perplexing,

When IQ's and the size of shoes unite.



If you wanna get down you gotta wake up,

Who was it that told you that life was so tough,

When you bitch at the moon, you're starting a fight,

Who was it that told you that wrong is alright?

Monotonous stereotypes,

Compressed and compiled.



The hot, the young, the sold, the old in a test tube mixing,

They're here to taste your manliness tonight.



If you wanna get down you gotta wake up,

Who was it that told you that life was so tough,

When you bitch at the moon, you're starting a fight,

Who was it that told you that wrong is alright?

Monotonous stereotypes,

Compressed and compiled.