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The route of our journey is traced out in pink A map of the continents waiting to sink We're an army in training, me and my band Making camp in the evenings, grazing the land We're never alone here There is lots of unknown here in the brush Here are many wild animals We follow the highway through the forest of sparks They grouped us in twos when we boarded the ark Shipped off to a city stripped of our tongues Now we live in a playground eating our young We're never alone here, no There's lots of unknown here in the crowd Here are many wild animals They're dropping the bomb! They're dropping the bomb! Like in the beginning The number is three It's a small party of roaches, scorpions and me Forever alone here There's lots of unknown here in the glow Here are many wild animals Come little kitty Come little elephant Come, come hither Be with your mama Come little bastard Come little millionaire Come, come faster This is America Come little rodent Come little carnivore Eat your dinner |