Meat Man
We're all meat here
We're all meat here, buddy
Just sacks of meat
I think it's pretty funny
Bum knee, going gray
On my own stupid face
Got a lot of shit to deal with
I'm not aging with grace
Land of the meat
Home of the decay
Our brains are rotting while our bodies melt away
We're all meat here
We're all meat here, buddy
Just sacks of meat
I think it's pretty funny
When you're born you brain is mush
Super tender, made of veal
As you grown and your shit hardens
That's when the world starts becoming real
You live and live until you stop
Your body hits the ground with a plop
You'll end up in a pile of muck
This is why you shouldn't give a fuck
We're all meat here
We're all meat here, buddy
Just sacks of meat
I think it's pretty funny
It's all in your head
Now it's time to get out of it
Cause when you're six feet under
Nobody's gonna give a shit
When I can't bear to go outside
I stop and breathe and close my eyes
Realize that we're all made of meat and soon we'll all be bones and slime
Don't harp on things you can't change
Don't harp on things you can't change
Don't harp on things you can't change
Sooner or later, we're all gonna decay
We're all meat here, buddy
Just sacks of meat
I think it's pretty funny
Bum knee, going gray
On my own stupid face
Got a lot of shit to deal with
I'm not aging with grace
Land of the meat
Home of the decay
Our brains are rotting while our bodies melt away
We're all meat here
We're all meat here, buddy
Just sacks of meat
I think it's pretty funny
When you're born you brain is mush
Super tender, made of veal
As you grown and your shit hardens
That's when the world starts becoming real
You live and live until you stop
Your body hits the ground with a plop
You'll end up in a pile of muck
This is why you shouldn't give a fuck
We're all meat here
We're all meat here, buddy
Just sacks of meat
I think it's pretty funny
It's all in your head
Now it's time to get out of it
Cause when you're six feet under
Nobody's gonna give a shit
When I can't bear to go outside
I stop and breathe and close my eyes
Realize that we're all made of meat and soon we'll all be bones and slime
Don't harp on things you can't change
Don't harp on things you can't change
Don't harp on things you can't change
Sooner or later, we're all gonna decay
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Writer(s): Official Skeleton
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