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The brand reads, "Animal Farm" A fugee on the lam running With a lamb in my arms Trail of rabbits harboring The farmer's brand of cigars The cattle after After that it's like a ramp to an ark Planned a garlic salmon Already romancing the fingerlings When reminded why the ringer's off It only ever ring, ring, ring Out of radio silence A bad miracle, panic in the paradigm Attacking the familiar world Evacuate Bleeding heart I had to let the horses out Who each step forward to bow Free to ignore the corral Freedom ain't a circle Per the management's normal amount It's when the chorus vow to normalize the horse's mouth Black Phillip, free to bah what he bahs From a growing blob of jail-broken ox and hogs I know some pigs'll splinter off I seen 'em mixing with the bosses Sipping gin as if the trough is less prestigious than the office It isn't Receiving a transmission from the future Where your time around them Humans ain't protect you from they butcher's block A bunch of us are meeting at the moor behind the Orkin You could've been a presence at the origin Should you feel unsettled or some melting into madness After entertaining more second chances than Velma's glasses From a person, place, or otherwise Increasingly disruptive trend You could always run the red, or break the glass, or jump the fence Yeah It was always all of a sudden All's well 'til it's all of his palm on the button I am always into somethin' (A- always) I am always into somethin' It was always all a who-dunnit All told, it was all of us 'til it wasn't I am always into somethin' (A- always) I am always into somethin' (Al- al- al- al- al- al- al-) I am always into somethin' (Al- al- al- al- al- al- al-) I am always into somethin' (Al- al- al- al- al- al- al-) I am always into somethin' (Al- al- al- al- al- al- al-) I am always into somethin' Yep I could introduce you to another realm Help you with the move But only you can go fuck yourself Cut to helter-skelter in glorious technicolor With bumper to bumper Sending turtle shells at one another It's treasure hunters budding in Some cannonball Running of Bulls Sweating in the dead of summer Red X on the bread and butter Pardon while his pedal power Shed the inseparable umbra Reset the pecking order Still ain't pick a second number Dectective on some, "How you get so mega-extra-ultra?" I said, "Never check the weather And always dress for the tundra" Merry "dawn of the mummy" Heard a call in my slumber Woke to a thousand years of a sauce-of-the-month in a bunker Yum You could be the lunker under pepper X I feel like Professor Y Why are all my friends depressed? Why's this party feel like when I walked back into Selmer's Pets In precious tears like, "Why are all my tetra dead? Yet again?" Land speed entirely contextual Glacial pace, grand prix, space invader, camera B Cam or not, copy room, camp ground or canteen Every time you stand down, I pop out Yelling, "And scene!" Make a million paper cranes Blindfolded, both arms Stuck in different crane games Under water, over coals Whole of his spirit above him Call now, I am always into somethin' (Al- al- al- al- al- al- al-) I am always into somethin' (Al- al- al- al- al- al- al-) I am always into somethin' (Al- al- al- al- al- al- al-) I am always into somethin' (Al- al- al- al- al- al- al-) I am always into somethin' Integrated Tech Solutions