Dandelion Massacre - The Process - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — Dandelion Massacre - The Process lyrics

Artist: Dandelion Massacre

album: In Some Room: Volume II

Underestimate the process
And we'll wind up mad and cold
I better count my fucking blessings
And do what I'm told
The wind blows like a whistle
Trees bend my American cheese
Time bends the imagination
So we die with ease
His battered tongue has cold soars
And a mild case of chlamydia
These freedom fries are too salty
But at least they're kosher
The sun fires like a pistol
Cliffs end the American dream
And we keep crawling deeper into the void
Hoping we'll die with ease
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No satellites for guidance
My mind wandered off the path
But the good Lord Jobs will find me
All his genius in an app
Ninety-nine percent unhappy
And one percent greed
It ain't nothin' to 'em but chump change
Change that I can vote my way for free
But it's an illusion
Ohh
It's an illusion
It's our confusion
But most of all
Most of all
It's my delusion

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