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Karl's Jr. Secret Police
01:54
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Come on in for a burger and fries,
Our empire shovels you shit and lies.
You’ll be stunned beyond belief,
When you see our unethical beef.
The nearest store is minutes away,
Just take a bite or you will pay.
Eat up don’t try to fight,
Or you’ll get a call in the night.
Karl’s jr. Secret police!
Cultural revolution and poisoned meats!
You can’t resist you’re addicted now,
Come in enjoy some tortured cow.
We fit your suburban theme,
While we murder the American Dream.
Eliminate the middle class,
Complaints? Shove them up your ass.
Speak out you’ll be tied and gagged,
Have fun in the Hardee's gulag!
Karl's jr secret police!
Your freedom of speech is now for lease!
Karl’s Jr. Secret police!
Culture revolution and poisoned meats!
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Capitalism Controls Me
01:39
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I say fuck society,
Capitalism controls me.
I just wanna play video games,
But I don’t have money and the cashier’s lame.
GameStop says they give the players power,
But I’m only making 8 bucks an hour.
Can’t fuckin play Elder Scrolls 5,
And I don’t have any money I don’t wanna be alive.
Money money money controls me!
I'm oppressed by the bourgeoisie!
Money money money controls me!
I'm oppressed by the bourgeoisie!
Dogmatic fascist pricks.
Got no capital to play Civ six.
Can’t afford an Xbox One.
The man keeps me from having fun.
Can’t afford a Nintendo Switch.
Capital is such a bitch.
Can’t afford a PS4.
Making money is SUCH! A! BORE!
Money money money controls me!
I'm oppressed by the bourgeoisie!
Money money money controls me!
I'm oppressed by the bourgeoisie!
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Teargas Burger
01:17
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Marching down the avenue.
Throwing bricks at the boys in blue.
Smashing cars and tossing rocks.
Breaking into stores and smashing locks.
The roiters scream and they're holding their signs.
There's only one thing that'll keep em in line.
Here they come they're gonna keep the peace.
Its Karl's Jr. Secret Police.
Teargas burger! Teargas burger!
Karl's Jr. committing mass murder!
Teargas burger! Teargas burger!
Neo Fast Food Agenda pushing further and further!
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Buns Are Borders
00:31
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The fascists say we need fucking buns,
But the parties of meat just want to touch the sun!
They say it's bad to have refugees,
They want to replace them with sesame seeds!
Buns are borders! Buns are borders!
Spoonfuls of nationalism with every order!
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Fish Fillet Fascist
00:50
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Step inside for a fish fillet.
Your basic rights will be taken away.
Don't talk bad about our glorious king,
Or you and your family swing.
Fish fillet fascist, fish fillet fascist!
Looking at us wrong gets you fifty lashes!
Nationalism is the future's way.
Don't stand out or you will pay.
Our rights violations are so sublime,
And well make the trains run on time.
Fish fillet fascist, fish fillet fascist!
Looking at us wrong gets you fifty lashes!
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Jimmy John's firing squad,
They're rounding up students on the quad.
No survivors or they'll know the truth.
They take their aim and let the bullets loose.
Tienanmen square,
Karl's Jr. was there!
Jimmy John's shows no restraint.
Freaky fast delivery; 13 lead balls to the brain.
Jimmy John's is never late.,
So no one escapes!
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Soilent
02:25
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Where did our friend Jerry get off to?
I haven't seen him in a while since we got off of school.
I saw him going away with the secret police.
I hope they didn't put him in the grease.
Hey do you think this burger tastes kinda weird?
What is that? Is that the hoop from Jerry's ear?
Oh god they turned Jerry into shit fast food!
This is fucking terrible! Oh god, Jerry dude!
They turned Jerry into a burger
What the hell would they do that for? (x3)
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USSR National Anthem
02:59
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Taco Hell
03:33
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I don't know if you can tell,
They're killing people in the Taco Bell!
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Never Go To McDonald's
03:08
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Ain't never been to McDonald's.
Ain't never been to Subway.
They all get inside your brain.
The Neo Fast food agenda,
Puts you in the ball and chain.
Don't ever go to the Sheets.
Don't ever go to the the Shell.
They're gonna keep you in a cell.
If we don't fight them harder,
I'll see you all in hell.
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McSwing
01:52
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Skating to the Hardee's
02:18
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Things are going well if you do not count the government.
I just want a town where I won't have to deal with it.
Skating to the Hardee's with a pipe bomb in my hand!
If I'm not back tomorrow I hope you'd understand!
I'm trying to make this city a better place to live.
If we all keep trying something's got to give.
Skating to the Hardee's with a pipe bomb in my hand!
If I'm not back tomorrow I hope you'd understand!
Ollie to the curb kick flip to the parking lot.
I've spotted some fucking cops I hope that I don't get shot.
Skating to the Hardee's with a pipe bomb in my hand!
If I'm not back tomorrow I hope you'd understand, hope you'd understand!
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Smokin' in the downtown Arby's bathroom stall again.
Just me, some American Spirits, and a couple of friends.
We'll get drunk and light all the paper towels on fire,
Fuck the plumbing up and rip out all of the wires.
And I'm not saying that its help we need,
But I'm sure as hell we won't get it.
Just me my friends and a pound of weed,
'Cause we all need drugs to function.
Burning down the downtown Arby's cigarettes in hand.
I hope if we get arrested it won't kill the band.
The cops are on the way I hear them just out in the hall,
But there ain't nothin' that'll stop us from smokin' in the stalls.
Yeah were pissing on the soap and were shittin' in the sink,
And I tell mark to pass the fuckin' drink.
The fire's growing bigger, Arby's is burning down.
That'll make one less fascist shop in town.
And I'm not sure if its help you need
But I'm sure hell I'll fucking try to.
I'll dust you off and get you on your feet
Put on old playlists for us to cry to.
Burning down the downtown Arby's cigarettes in hand.
I hope if we get arrested it won't kill the band.
The cops are on the way I hear them just out in the hall,
But there ain't nothin' that'll stop us from smokin in the stalls. In the stalls
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