What People Are Made Of

Rag weed tall better hope that his ladder don't crack

Or he'll hit the ground low, hard and under his back

At the battle at the bottom of the ocean, well, the dead do rise

You need proof, I got proof at the surface, you can watch 'em float by

Way in back of the room, there sits a cage

Inside it's a clock that you can win if you can guess its age

Which you never can do 'cause the time it constantly change

For luck or lack

I guess that is the saying

On the first page of the book of blue it read

"If you read this page than that'll be your death"

By then it was too late

And you wound up on an island of shells and bones that bodies had left

And the one thing you taught me

'bout human beings was this

They ain't made of nothin' but water and shit

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