Excuse the renovations Our Doberman Dalmatians We’re just makin’ preparations For the false flag operation
Anyway, your participation In The Lemming Corporation Includes two full weeks paid vacation White-washed accommodations
At the company plantation There’s a safe sensation Bottomless libations With your full cooperation
Thank you for your patience
We’re here to help, we’re here to help you You need not worry ’bout that hullabaloo Hullabaloo (hull-a-bal-oo) Hullabaloo (hull-a-bal-oo) Hullabaloo
Doom is the mood in the room
Evil looms, darkness lurks Safety in numbers, members perks Things are sad, they will get worse We want you bad, this army church The fence is not a safe place for you to stay Don’t think you understand, the forces at play Care for a Serviette James? You got Kool-Aid kid all over your face Hear my words, sing my song Opportunities knockin’, ding ding-ity dong
Were encrypted, subscripted, soldiers of the brand Homo-lookalikes, million-man marching band So let me look ya in the eye straight when I ask ya Will you take my word? (Take my word) Will ya take my hand? (Take my hand) Shake it, shake it, shake it Shake my goddamn ole wrinkly hand
I got this buzzin’ in my ear it’s here for good I fear, my dear I got these spots in my sights like I can’t turn out the lights Sweat drips from my palms all day long Don’t wanna fuck this up man, I can’t get this wrong It’s clear in my mind as a traffic jam I think there might be something wrong with uncle Graham
It’s calm in my head as a high-speed chase I got those memories man, that you can’t erase I do, what I gotta do Just run away from that