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Chumbawamba - Insectkind



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Chapter seven
   There\'s bugs on the house plants of the folks back home
   Insects are material, they\'re not inferior
   Insects are material, they\'re not inferior
   What do we want?
   Insect liberation!
   When do we want it?
   Now!
   Insects are dirty, insects are filthy
   They never bother washing their legs or faces
   Insects are ugly, insects are evil
   They sniff around the brown and then they eat it
   An insect loses its way one day and gets trapped in the house
   An insect in the house, but not in this month\'s issue of \"Wonderful Home\"
   Fly spray or stinky thing, hanging from the ceiling
   A rolled up neswpaper on the head, the poor insect ends up dead dead dead dead
   But insects are dirty, insects are filthy
   They never bother washing their legs or faces
   Insects are ugly, insects are evil
   They sniff around the brown and then they eat it
   They eat shit, and they\'re walking on it!
   They fly around from town to town spreading disease
   They\'re ugly little monsters, and I hate them
   Won\'t you get rid of them for me? Please!
   But who likes the taste, who makes use of our waste?
   Who puts the goodness back into the soil?
   It\'s insects, bacteria, germs, and worms




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