2, 4-D

Price on the day is rising, rinse your fucking pockets clean
Know what I mean, I got lost in a dream
Folk song is lying, gazing in and out of the crowd
Daze out loud and discover just what your worth

Fucking jerk
Knock on the lightning
Knock on the lightning
Bring it back home
Bring it back home
Bring it back home
Kill 'em so slow
2,4-D and me know
Fucking jerk

Know what you're worth, 2,4-D and me are gonna take you down
To the sound that falls apart when I ain't suffering
She can be so mean when she's hurting
Fall apart in the lightning

Fucking jerk
Knock on the lightning
Knock on the lightning
Bring it back home
Bring it back home
Bring it back home
Kill 'em so slow
2,4-D and me know
2,4-D and me know

You're all on my side and you'll kill again
Kill anyone I send you after, after, after

Worldwide pesticide
Worldwide pesticide
Gonna make you die
Now you'll see why I really don't care if you fucking die
I'll say it again, I'm not the only one
To own a fucking gun

On homicide, you fucking weed in our anarchy, gonna set you free
I'm 2,4-D, gonna set you free, I'm 2,4-D
Worldwide pesticide

Set you free
Set you free
Free

And there I'm gonna stay
With the truth I run and with no pun on the man
He's a garbage can collector, set your sights on his vector
In my space, get in my face, and you'll know why
You have to die

On homicide
On homicide
You fucking weed in our anarchy, gonna set you free
I'm 2,4-D, gonna set you free, I'm 2,4-D
Worldwide pesticide

Set you free
Set you free
Free

Set you fucking free
Set you fucking free
Free
Set you fucking free
I'm 2,4-D... gonna set you free



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Writer(s): Michael E Griswold
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