11:2:20 Soups
I thought that ten would be enough
That it could sustain the people
But in the church of soup
The top ten are just a steeple
What of others, what of others
I hear my children cry the question
Well my children here they are
Soups twenty to eleven
It's not that different though
Just to ask will not suffice
To learn all the names of these soups
Comes at a hefty price
Ten was not enough I want eleven to twenty
Eleven to twenty
Eleven to twenty
Eleven to twenty
GIVE ME ELEVEN TO TWENTY
Uh, top eleven to twenty
Uh, top eleven to twenty
Went to soup planet, got a soup jacket
Looking soup fresh, soup mint on my breath
All of a sudden, I hear a soup siren
Get hit with court summons, got caught soup criming
I get on the stand, soup spoon in my hand
Shouting at the judge, soups make me a man
He slams his soup gavel, and looks me in the eye
No more soup for you, go commit die
You can't rank our precious people
All soups are considered equal
Top ten soups deserves no sequel
Your shit's worse than star wars prequels
I ask the judge how many crimes
He said there were: too many
He slams his hammer, one last time
You get, eleven to twenty
That it could sustain the people
But in the church of soup
The top ten are just a steeple
What of others, what of others
I hear my children cry the question
Well my children here they are
Soups twenty to eleven
It's not that different though
Just to ask will not suffice
To learn all the names of these soups
Comes at a hefty price
Ten was not enough I want eleven to twenty
Eleven to twenty
Eleven to twenty
Eleven to twenty
GIVE ME ELEVEN TO TWENTY
Uh, top eleven to twenty
Uh, top eleven to twenty
Went to soup planet, got a soup jacket
Looking soup fresh, soup mint on my breath
All of a sudden, I hear a soup siren
Get hit with court summons, got caught soup criming
I get on the stand, soup spoon in my hand
Shouting at the judge, soups make me a man
He slams his soup gavel, and looks me in the eye
No more soup for you, go commit die
You can't rank our precious people
All soups are considered equal
Top ten soups deserves no sequel
Your shit's worse than star wars prequels
I ask the judge how many crimes
He said there were: too many
He slams his hammer, one last time
You get, eleven to twenty
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Writer(s): Sandro Saran
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