Genetic Suicide -

Take advice from someone you know

You’re living a lie and the path that you chose

Been taking away his pets liberties

Never mind crabs when you’ve got bubic fleas

Been caught out again over petting his bitch

He thought cross-breeding would make him rich

Speed of a whippet, length of a man

And now you know he’s gonna do everything he can

Take a piece of humanity

There’s no perception of reality

All for the love, the love of a beast

Don’t go outside, genetic suicide

Tame tender turkeys playing in the pen

I hope they don’t know what’s gonna happen

A midnight stuffing no basil or sage

This poor fool has come of age

A paperweight marriage torn from the roots

He brought foot and mouth in with his boots

And now he’s lost his lover chewed to the bone

And there’s no blueprints for his clone