Burt's Bees to Clorox Bleach
Cheap freezer burnt antiques
And have we got all that we lacked
Unpaid tickets for snack
Made meter maids make quacks
Who've never made sense of an ad
And whoever made you up
Won't ever make enough
And lights keep flashing on those ads
And once you've asked it
Where's this mold we're all going off
On a picket fence around Goldilocks
An inherent tissue proper and taught
Sewing badges on trash bags that can talk
Where's this "more" we've all gotta have
Aren't we all just picked to start going bad
A malignant perfume bottled and wrapped
In opinion aging slower than fact
And chickens crossing roads just for a laugh
Pests who decide to eat
Can pay more for gimmicks free
Of GMO's who look like them
And whoever made them up
Won't ever make enough
And TV's flash that taxed orgasm
Don't look while it's happening
Where's this mold we're all going off
On a picket fence around Goldilocks
An inherent tissue proper and taught
Sewing badges on trash bags that can talk
Where's this "more" we've all gotta have
Aren't we all just picked to start going bad
A malignant perfume bottled and wrapped
In opinion aging slower than fact
And chickens crossing roads just for a laugh