Get Faster, Cry For Happy

An Albatross

Get Faster, Cry For Happy

Getting faster-er.
It's a fuckin' crime,
(it's trite and nice, motherfuckers)
Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, I got nothin' to say!
But I'll scream bloody murder,
Just like I were five
Present it so safely,
And pray it survives.
Promote it and sell it
With a whole lotta sass,
Hooray, Hooray!
For the upper-middle class.
(Repeat first verse)
Yawn, it's the old One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight...

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