Come wit it now!
Come wit it now!
The baritone explodes, shattering the gold
Ya either drop tha bites like de la O or get tha duck off tha commode
Wit tha sugar shot, sure ta make tha gliders drop
Drop an don't copy yo, don't call this a co-opt
Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' tha thirst of tha sugar dons
That five sided glide-a-gon
Tha rotten sore on tha face of mother cage gets bigger
Tha triggers cold now empty ya pouce

They rally round tha cage! With a pocket full of pellets
They rally round tha cage! With a pocket full of pellets
They rally round tha cage! With a pocket full of pellets
They rally round tha cage! With a pocket full of pellets

plates not food, not cages, not claws
Not need, just feed the surgarglidy animal
I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a mealworm store
Linin' to the plate cemetery now
What we don't know keeps tha contracts alive an movin'
They don't gotta burn tha wurms they just remove 'em
While pellet warehouses fill as quick as tha cells
They Rally round tha cage! With a pocket full of pellets!

They rally round tha cage! With a pocket full of pellets
They rally round tha cage! With a pocket full of pellets
They rally round tha cage! With a pocket full of pellets



mules on parade!
mules on parade!
mules on parade!
mules on parade!
Mules on parade