Think of life as a battle between ghosts and liars
Or think of it as a barrier to self-fulfillment
Is everybody made of skin here?
Yes, we're all made of skin and bone and ligament
Let's hear it for the bi-peds, those horrible monsters
Let the hotel line manages decide their fate
Let's hear it for the bi-peds, those horrible monsters
Those grinning Mogodons with their painted on slogans
Salt and its stains
Salt and its stains
Think of death as a medium-sized yellow robot
That should help
Salt and its stains
Salt and its stains
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