Tytuł: Funk Pop A Roll

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Funk pop a roll beats up my soul
  Oozing like napalm from the speakers and grill
  Of your radio
  Into the mouths of babes
  And across the backs of its willing slaves
  
  Funk pop a roll consumes you whole
  Gulping in your opium so copiously from a disco
  Everything you eat is waste
  But swallowing is easy when it has no taste
  
  They can fix you rabbits up
  With your musical feed
  They can fix you rabbits up
  Big money selling you stuff that you do not need
  
  Funk pop a roll for fish in shoals
  Music by the yard for the children they keep
  Like poseable dolls
  The young to them are mistakes
  Who only want bread but they're force-fed cake
  
  Funk pop a roll the only goal
  The music business is a hammer to keep
  You pegs in your holes
  But please don't listen to me
  I've already been poisoned by this industry!
  
  Funk pop a roll beats up my soul