The Karkadens
The Karkadens - Chattle songtekst
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The more you show, the less I want to know Teaching all the kids to sell their little souls Spoiled and rotten, and frying their brains One piece of candy and they'll do what you say Everyone grows, and plays, and fights Believing all their parents' little white lies Santa's coming so you better be good Not for the sake of good Give me a break cause that's all I want I'm so sick of the way we're being taught Call it obedience; yeah we're like dogs Throw me a treat now here's what you want Sit still son, let me give you a shot It's all done, now here's a lollipop I know it won't make the pain go away But I'm doing my job, so we'll call it a trade Sure you wouldn't have made the deal on your own But you haven't a choice, that's how you're grown Like cows on a farm, you get your grass Fatten up cow, you're gonna get milked Give me a break cause that's all I want I'm so sick of the way we're being taught Call it obedience; yeah we're like dogs Throw me a treat now here's what you want No longer children, I'll call them chattle Let them graze on the field with all the other cattle Eat fatty fatty, now give me your teat Next time I'll be coming back for meat