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Milk

Thompson

New baby born into this world
Blood pumping all around in your veins
Fed on your mother's milk and kindness
Sleeping now, waiting for enlightenment

Then you grow and you grow into a monster
They tar you with their sticks and paint you in their colours
Ignorance is bliss, but soon, soon, soon
They're filling your coffee cup

They're filling your coffee cup with dirty water
They're filling your coffee cup with dirty water
They're filling your coffee cup with dirty water
They're filling your coffee cup with dirty water

They're filling your coffee cup with dirty water
They're filling your coffee cup