S.o.d. - Make Room, Make Room lyrics

rate me

I saw a pro-file sticker just other day

another fool who has no right to procreate

elbows bumping, tempers growing

veins bulge in my neck and eyes

we're just a bunch of animals

that fuck to survive... we gotta

make room, make room

spread the fuck right out

make room, make room

for the hand of doom

I built a wall around myself, form a world that's on the brink

there's a problem with my armor

cause there's just too many chinks

cyanide the water supply, take a drink and watch'em die

release ebola in the air, swell and bleed out everywhere

sarin gas for you to smell, take a train ride, next stop hell

a y2k census and we're all filled up

like a thick head of beer overflowing it's cup

a culling of humans, a matter of space

like herd management for the human race.

line'em up against the wall, aim & fire, send in more

dynamite, hand grenades, cold Guyanin lemonade

Judas Priest pumpin' loud, pump your shot gut, listen-POW!

poisoned, stabbed, mass contusion, chop'em burn'em fuck it - NUKE'em

fuckin nuke'em

there's too many people

too many mouths to feed

what is the solution?

when billions need to eat

there's not enough space

nowhere to put our waste

with a little salt and pepper

how do you think we'll taste?