Dollarmonsterland

 

I’m always laughing cuz everything is funny

Like why’d they put In God We Trust up on his tummy?

Whose/who’s god, that pyramid with his eye watching my motion?

With crooked loanhogs and brainholders? You must be jokin’

 

I feel frozen, my mind has been less potent

Since the Grapple over the dying fields of opium

Now I’m super tired and my throat is numb

I think they put it in the cauldron with our chromium

 

Near the press I met a dollarface, he wanted an exchange

He gave me legs from land 7 so I let him scan my brain

Great, these legs are getting stronger every time I train

But sometimes when I go to sleep my dreams get really strange

 

I keep seeing people who must be older than five

With dollarman in their hands, shuffling side to side

I keep seeing greenface, except he doesn’t move or kill

Just lays on the table with dollarmouth and dollarbill

I keep seeing people who must be older than five

With dollarman in their hands, shuffling side to side

I keep seeing greenface accept he doesn’t move or kill

Just lays on the table with dollarmouth and dollarbill

 

Wake up! I wake up with a smile on my face

And of course, coarse treatment means that it’s replaced

But I try to stay expressionless, if I bend I might break 

But it’s hard to not vomit when I’m fixing chompers’ plates

 

It’s a weird feeling seeing these heaps of meat

I don’t know what it is, but it seems like I’m seeing me

I heard it comes from a farm that’s operated legally

I guess that could be true, depending on what legal means

 

By the mill I met a dollarface, he wanted an exchange

He gave me blood from pre-Contra, so I let him scan my brain

Great, this blood lets my body take extra strain

But sometimes when I go to sleep my dreams get really strange

 

I keep seeing people who must be older than five

With dollarman in their hands, shuffling side to side

I keep seeing greenface, except he does move or kill

Just lays on the table with dollarmouth and dollarbill

I keep seeing people who must be older than five

With dollarman in their hands, shuffling side to side

I keep seeing greenface accept he does move or kill

Just lays on the table with dollarmouth and dollarbill

 

Shoot, Billball called me to his chamber again

When I saw him yesterday his casing was looking thin

He was leaking puss bubbles and silver covered in phlegm

Usually I’m entertainment, but he might want my skin

 

Ordinarily he’s vain, and my tone wouldn’t blend

But when his veins are leaking he’ll use anything to mend

This is my chance, so I dig up my hidden tin

Scoop out the caustic pink cream and rub it in

 

Golden chamber with Billball, he wanted an exchange

My life and my body for end to my pain

Sure, so his orifices wrap around my frame

But the caustic chemicals cause his life to drain

 

I keep seeing people who must be older than five

With dollarman in their hands, shuffling side to side

I keep seeing greenface, except he does move or kill

Just lays on the table with dollarmouth and dollarbill

I keep seeing people who must be older than five

With dollarman in their hands, shuffling side to side

I keep seeing greenface accept he does move or kill

Just lays on the table with dollarmouth and dollarbill

 

I killed the dollarchief, so I’d better run

In the back of the chamber is a chute for his dung

My skin is still stinging, so I wipe with his tongue

Swallow my fear and fill up my lungs

 

Submerged in waste, I emerge in a wasteland

I crawl out the ooze and see billsplurge and wasteman

They don’t have eyes, but they can smell and taste man

So these legs are already racing like hasteman

 

There’s no time to break and no time to brake and

No time to wait and don’t mind the weight and

Don’t hesitate, don’t make mistakes and

Stick to the game plan, dollarmonsterland-escape-plan