Here I thought the drinks were free But all the time they were grooming me To be the egg that laid the golden goose Now I know we disagree, but soon enough we will all be free That is, to worship any way I choose But you will wait on the rapture Or a natural disaster To come around Or maybe a couple of airplanes Could crash into buildings And put the fear of God in you Cause now were taking over And no one is the wiser With Mexican and Negro Cabinet Advisors I cut down the cherry tree And then my mother confronted me I told her I could never tell a lie Cause I have integrity If you had been there then youd agree That no one wants to hear the truth What do you want from me? Cant you see that Im a talking puppet? And when someone pulls my strings I mouth the words and I suggest you follow suit If you would wait on the rapture Or a natural disaster to come around Or maybe a couple of airplanes Could crash into buildings And put the fear of God in you
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