Squank

Woman, grab your children, run and hide

Don't let it catch up with you

You got to fight it to stay alive

If it gets you, man, you're through

It smells so rotten and rank

Well, everybody calls it the squank

It's sick, depressive, getting bigger all the time

Don't help it any way if you can

It's grey and brown and sometimes lime

And it's spreading all over the land

Soon we'll all be breathing out of tanks

If something ain't done about the squank

The meanest thing the world's ever bred

By me and you and my kinfolk too

A monster can't live unless it's fed

And it's being fed by me and by you

Soon it's going to leave the world blank

And we'll all be erased by the squank