It ain’t funk to act like a junk,
I don’t smoke but sometimes I knit, that’s it,
Get away, run ! It ain’t no fun,
I’m boring as fuck, but sometimes I laugh a bit.
I don’t do drugs, I do hummus,
The devil wears Prada, and I wear Hummus.
Shout It out loud, we want meat fort he crowds,
We all built a house, made of shit, that’s it.
Get away, run ! You still have to burn all your fat,
I know what we need: a first aid kit.
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