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Skinny Puppy
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Dog has sight feels pain sorry
not quite as dumb as they seen
with or without god's poor judgment
screams just the same to me
leave it up to government
medicine speeds your life away
who shot the cat in the hat
to experiment is insane
fetching bones for the government food bowl
never was a dog's best friend
license to kill
Look behind the sentient line
what's alive feels the heat of a flame
the fascist mask media blinds
what's perceived through the tunnel of pain
through sleight of hand, no one reprimends
the research gone astray
forgotten flesh, we're bottle-fed
on a need to know basis
teaching lies, the little dog cries
the tears of the quiet ones
license to kill
Wisdom's race false delight
to kill time and time again
tube down the nexk
flesh pulled back
to crawl underneath the skin
the corporate death no sentiment
the pain sustained at will
they preach on high morals lie
in this farce called vivisection
what research finds as the animal dies
never did a goddamn thing
license to kill.
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Dog has sight feels pain sorry not quite as dumb as they seen with or without god's poor judgment screams just the same to me leave it up to government medicine speeds your life away who shot the cat in the hat to experiment is insane fetching bones for the government food bowl never was a dog's best friend license to kill Look behind the sentient line what's alive feels the heat of a flame the fascist mask media blinds what's perceived through the tunnel of pain through sleight of hand, no one reprimends the research gone astray forgotten flesh, we're bottle-fed on a need to know basis teaching lies, the little dog cries the tears of the quiet ones license to kill Wisdom's race false delight to kill time and time again tube down the nexk flesh pulled back to crawl underneath the skin the corporate death no sentiment the pain sustained at will they preach on high morals lie in this farce called vivisection what research finds as the animal dies never did a goddamn thing license to kill.
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