What People Are Made Of

What's up?
Make love?

Rag weed tall, better hope that his ladder don't crack
Or he'll hit the ground low, hard and on to his back
At the battle at the bottom of the ocean, well, the dead do rise
You need proof? I got proof
At the surface, you can watch 'em float by

Way in back of the room, there sits a cage
Inside is a clock that you can win if you can guess its age
Which you never can do, 'cause the time, it constantly change
For lack of luck, I guess that is the saying

On the first page of the book of blue, it read
If you read this page then that'll be your death
By then I was too late, and you wound up on an island
Of shells and bones that bodies had left

And the one thing you taught me about human beings was this
They ain't made of nothing but water and shit
Alright!



Credits
Writer(s): Isaac Brock, Eric Judy, Jeremiah Green
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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