The powers that be
Claim there’s no reason to fear
Keep on making babies
And fuck the ones here

Too many people for such a small place
Over-population by the human race
Used the resources on the planet’s face
But wait 'til we get into outer space

The masses just mull around and exist day to day
Subverted conceptions keep the cattle at bay
Researchers have long stated their case
We’re becoming a blemish on this planet’s face

Like flowers wilting in a fragile vase
We’re a dying species in this pretty place
The masses just mull around and exist day to day
Subverted conceptions keep the cattle at bay

Researchers have long stated their case
We’re becoming a blemish on this planet’s face
Like flowers wilting in a fragile vase
We’re a dying species in this pretty place

Fat rats breed us toward our own annihilation
Hiding ideas that’d be our salvation
Too many people for such a small place
Over-population by this human race
They beat you down, say “Learn your place”
As part of a statistic called the human race

Fat rats breed us toward our own annihilation
Hiding ideas that’d be our salvation
Too many people for such a small place
Over-population by this human race

They beat you down, say “Learn your place”. As part of a statistic call the human race
Beat you down learn your place. Part of a statistic called human waste
Have you ever considered the possibility
The reason the powers that continue to be
Try and facilitate over-population
Back- stock human slaves as extinction marches on

Have you ever considered the possibility
The reason the powers that continue to be
Try and force over-population
You’re what we like to call

Beef-moo 4x
You’re the beef-moo