Spikes to You (Lyrics)

'A' frames, statuettes, sunset magazine they're lining up to do their jobs but i swear to god i seen: bits and guts and pieces hanging from the trees Stumpy mow the lawn, c'mon, ya gotta bare piece a' ground. Pour some concrete, buy a sofa, lay yer body down your kids are fucking in your garbage they're waiting for your job got the mouths around your paycheck got joysticks for your saws.