Lyrics
the people are massing in the populous , a post hypnotic trance
they try to compromise with me as if they have a chance
the poultry man sweeps the gutters, tries to talk but only stutters
talking words of stipulation, hoping to make an alternation
the people are running around jacked up on barbiturates
while all the stoners are all home smokin that weed, getting lit
is it not believable, things can be so cleavable
hey pragmatic poultry man, stop cloning all you can
calm down and just relax
before you slip into relapse
fly to Rancho Cucamonga
where youll find the finest ganga
you cannot jump the ridge
why not use the rainbow bridge
eat the mushrooms I give to you
aesthetically to be true
the people are crowding about, but they are never able
they try to cross the sea, but see its not very stable
the poultry man pays the price all his words stuck in a vice
no more helper protégé, this realm he would not stay
the mayor live on the TV feeding us garbage and pollution
he thinks hes acting reasonable he says he has a solution
lets all get primitive, and figure out a way to live
hey you boisterous poultry man, we know your a sham
calm down and just relax
before you slip into relapse
fly to Rancho Cucamonga
where youll find the finest ganga
you cannot jump the ridge
why not use the rainbow bridge
eat the mushrooms I give to you
aesthetically to be true
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