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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Crash Test Dummies
Crash Test Dummies
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brad Roberts
Brad Roberts
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Crash Test Dummies
Crash Test Dummies
Producer
Jerry Harrison
Jerry Harrison
Producer

Lyrics

How does a duck know what direction south is? And how to tell his wife from all the other ducks? Mmm You can cut a chicken's head off And it will keep on running and twitching When everything seems planned out Everything seems nicely planned out Will the human race come and smack your face How come all my body parts so nicely fit together? All my organs doing their jobs, no help from me! No A person pulls a spider's leg out To watch it keep on moving and twitching And everything seems planned out Everything seems nicely planned out Will the human race come and smack your face Satan lives here On grain and earth, rain and air How come I just smoke and smoke and smoke and curse every butt I spit out? All night long I grind my teeth and I wake up when I cough You can put me in an iron lung And I will keep on breathing and twitching And everything seems planned out Everything seems nicely planned out Will the human race come and smack your face You might be dead, better keep your head
Writer(s): Brad Roberts Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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