Grotus - Mass
It oughta make you sick
All the crap we're fed today
Ah
but what the hell
We all like it anyway
You can come
you can come on down
And bring the bowl full of popcorn
Between the death and the weather
We'll see who's doing who now
Dumbed down to nothing
That's entertainment
Puffed up like something
Solid
Two chunks of flesh
Done up to make you crazed
Well oiled and lit
Flexing full of silicone
The hormonal hustle
Yeah
it works every time
Hear the bell and get your pellet
Now drool like a dog