Gmo (feat. Beth Gibbons)

There they go feminizing men again Then pretend they don't know when we know it, xenoestrogen Exorcise the jinn Keynote lecture with a spin Meant to get c-notes from end to end Whoever use canola oil ya soul'll boil For a longer time it take a diet Cola to spoil Uh, I get what you're sellin' Swellin' from alien microfilaments it's more (gellins?) Even if you're gellin' What's that in your melon? And what the hell is they sprayin'? No tellin' Barium strontium, aluminum Well drink responsibly, get the jewel from DOOM and them Can't trust the tap water much less the kettle Double entendre to the phrase test your meddle The rest'll settle, just to get fed well As the livin' dead infect the red cell Don't drink the milk, it's spoiled The blood and stuff in it make it stink it's why it's boiled Snake oil sales from doorbell doctors who slip Mickey's And trick you to strip to get jipped quickly Kick me, you know it's gettin' worse No help from bein' upset ya startin' to curse first Better off with a good sense of humor Research to know what's the truth instead of rumor Ya partner DOOM is who'll ride Or either do or die like farmer suicide, chew your pride Might as well start amountin' pro boxin' Then force-feedin' them toddler food laced with excitotoxins They did it like the funky worm Enough to make a donkey squirm, mice make ya monkey sperm Or rice infused with diarrhea drugs Wonder why he's here well shrug, hell yeah it's bugged And it gets bugged'er by the minute Question: Will the frankenfoods kill us? Or turn us into thangs off Thriller, or dang gorillas? Breeds of a needless variety In the name of greed we in a seedless society Flounder genes in your tomatoes Cod in your potatoes, playin' God, retarded'er than Plato And as the juice gets sweeter No use in bein' cute if you's a useless eater Make it hard to keep your mattress clean Little froggies with sex changes from atrazine And aspartame in gum, Splenda is plenty fun Left many strung, agenda 21 Or have your third eye cry or your side blown Or ride on, forgot the silent guide stone Yours truly all caps DOOM Sue him if you're gloomy, or glue him to your tomb She take it to feel better But there's more to the concoction Got a lot, can you keep it? Got these keys to the cuffs To unlock all these secrets (?) Professor, yes teaching With the villain, strategic Got these apples and peaches The size of Kelly and Regis You won't believe to you see it And with them come these allergies Underage with doubles Ds Aw, man, ya killing me