Uproar in the land of plenty
Come on and raise you guns
I'll set the whole land on fire
I can't stand this any longer, it makes me sick.
Coffee, ground pork and caramel
My heart is fat and racing fast
I cull from the shrub of cigarettes
I have to do it cos I'm a chain-smoker
I set light to the Cognac rain
Because I can't keep living that way.
The roasted chicken flies into my mouth.
I can't stand this any longer, I don't want to, no.
Uproar in the land of plenty
Come on and raise you guns
I'll set the whole land on fire
I can't stand this any longer, it makes me sick.
Swollen, fat women
Nibble from the spaghetti tree
On the white beach made of coke
They sun and keep drawing, drawing, drawing.
I drink from the Vodka waterfall
I trek rioting through the country
I set fire to the whole shit
Because I can't stand this any longer.
Uproar in the land of plenty
Come on and raise you guns
I'll set the whole land on fire
I can't stand this any longer, it makes me sick.
Peope come and protest
The do not want to consume any longer
They bash all the candy
Straight into your kissers
Now they open their traps
Resistance is builded.
They climb on the mountain of cheese
And call for resistance.
Uproar in the land of plenty
Come on and raise you guns
I'll set the whole land on fire
I can't stand this any longer, it makes me sick.
Uproar in the land of plenty
Come on and raise you guns
I'll set the whole land on fire
I can't stand this any longer, it makes me sick.