Monsanto Roundup Lawsuit

Friday, February 22, 2008

It's fun to stay at the M-H-R-A

Young man, there's no need to feel down.
Take Seroxat, pick yourself off the ground.
I said, young man, we'll ignore yellow cards
There's no need to be unhappy.

Young man, there's a drug you can take
I said, young man, we bust drugs that are fake
You can join us, and I'm sure you will find
Many ways to have a good time.

It's fun to bullshit at the m-h-r-a.
It's fun to bullshit at the m-h-r-a.
We promote drugs for you all to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys ...

It's fun to bullshit at the m-h-r-a
It's fun to bullshit at the m-h-r-a
You can get wads of cash, you can invent your own rules
You can make the public look like fools ...

Young man, I said my name is Kent
I said, young man, its the rules I invent
I said, young man, you can hide the real truth.
But you got to know how to be uncouth

No man does it all by himself.
I said, young man, put your conscience on the shelf,
And just go there, to the m-h-r-a.
I'm sure they can help you today.

It's fun to bullshit at the m-h-r-a
It's fun to bullshit at the m-h-r-a
They have everything for you men to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys ...

It's fun to bullshit at the m-h-r-a
It's fun to bullshit at the m-h-r-a
You can get wads of cash, you can invent your own rules
You can make the public look like fools ...

Young man, we'll give you good pay
I said, young man, we support GSK
I feel no man can be right in the know
Cos I'm Kent the C-E-O.

Young man, we endorse poison pills
We say, young man, our statements kill.
We've a place here called the m-h-r-a
And we love the folks at GSK

It's fun to bullshit at the m-h-r-a
It's fun to bullshit at the m-h-r-a
We have everything to promote dodgy goods,
Our CEO is Professor Kent Woods ...

M-h-r-a ... you'll find lies at the m-h-r-a
Young man, there's no need to feel down.
Take Seroxat, pick yourself off the ground.
M-h-r-a ... you'll find lies at the m-h-r-a

Young man, there's no need to feel down.
Take Seroxat, pick yourself off the ground.
M-h-r-a ... you'll find lies at the m-h-r-a

Young man, young man, you can turn a blind eye
Young man, young man, I'm Kent, the nice guy

Fade

Lyrics changed by Bob Fiddaman
More poems by Fid HERE


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