Look Mom， I’m on TV - Mozart Season

Featuring Jon Mess
Well I can see right through that
Bitter smile you wear so proudly on your face
You're nothing more than a huge disgrace
So children take my hand we'll
Lead you down the road that you've been following
So you can see the outcome of your sins
You're falling
You're falling
Further down with every pound
So be all that you can be and eat all you can eat
Put a gun up to your head and pull the trigger see what happens
You might get your very own TV show
Well headlines they always scare me
I'm pretty sure if you hit the blunt you'll die
On my back is a target
Not the store
Racking up those extra credit miles
Blonde
Fake as hell
Raped by her dad
It's a good TV show
Gay
Talks hella gay
Dresses hella nice
It's a good TV show
You hide yourself so happily in your cookie cutter community
You rank so highly in this hybrid land
Forget it man
If ever there was a time for you to hold onto something more dear
The time is now
Be all that you can be
Eat all that you can eat
Be all that you can be
Eat all that you can eat
Oh
When will this all come to an end
Oh
When will this all come to an end
You hide yourself so happily in your cookie cutter community
You rank so highly in this hybrid land
Forget it man
If ever there was a time for you to hold onto something more dear
Tropical Norfolk
Pollock in nighttime
Leaving a bank right before the blimp lands
No thank you
Block building mace
When a shrimp liver hand lies
Line line corrupt dog
I need new shoulders
Bloated
Under a blanket of tires
Under a blanket of tires
Well I hope my lawyer man he shoots and connects
Basting a turkey
Player some croquet
Blind tax collection is a horrible C section
Rummaging through some old dead trolls