Today i have a thirst.
A thirst that can`t be quenched.
The fizz they`ve canned
It moulds esteem with predjudice
That fools us into leisure lents
I`m lost for words between the foes
Some many choices cloned of coke
Help me understand it and not fear the loom.
It`s time to boil and study tiles.
A rushed and flakey lack of style.
It`s kind to you and me.
The colour so scanty.
Chide cola for it rots the teeth-we know.
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FIVE STAR PRISON CELL lyrics