Meat Bag - Secret Band

Why battle the pain when you’re destined

To hate your fate

Like chains stained in blood

I crave a second weapon

Shatter the beat

The ocean applauds

Sliced and stricken lifeless

Born inside a cage

Tiny baby cutie pie

You look bad for your age

Saving all the animals

Impossible to do

Cry myself to sleep at night

I still love bbq

Hiya ha fricken hiya

Hiya with your hand

Hiya ha fricken hiya

Hiya with your hand

Chop the slump

And snuff the stunk

You got the passion man

Grow up

Scale up

Screwed up

The next phase

Managing to scare off the whole place

Errant

Wear it

Declare

Its a race

Move too fast blows up in your face

No shit the pixel guy parties

His spittle all over your body

Not enough bread too much mayonnaise

Switch out grit for undeserved praise

Balls

Look at those balls

Balls

You gotta be cute

To wanna save you