I saw a proline sticker just other day
Another mental fool with no right to procreate
Elbows bumping, tempers growing
Veins bulge in my neck and eyes
We`re just a bunch of animals
That f**k to survive

Make room, make room
Spread the f**k right out
Make room, make room
For the hand of doom

I built a wall around myself
From a world that`s on the brink
There`s a problem with my armor
`Cause there`s just too many chinks

Cyanide the water supply
Take a drink and watch `em die
Release ebola in the air
Swell and bleed out everywhere
Sarin gas for you to smell
Take a train ride, next stop hell

A Y2K census and we`re all filled up
Like a thick head of beer overflowing its cup
A culling of humans, a matter of space
Like herd management for the human race

Line `em up against the wall
Aim and fire, send in more
Dynamite, hand grenades
Cold Guyanin lemonade

Judas Priest pumpin` loud
Pump your shot gut, listen `pow`
Poisoned, stabbed, mass contusion
Chop `em, burn `em, f**k it, nuke `em
F**kin` nuke `em

There`s too many people
Too many mouths to feed
What is the solution?
When billions need to eat

There`s not enough space
Nowhere to put our waste
With a little salt and pepper
How do you think we`ll taste?

With a little salt and pepper
How do you think we`ll taste?
With a little salt and pepper
How do you think we`ll taste?

Cyanide the water supply
Take a drink and watch `em die
Release ebola in the air
Swell and bleed out everywhere

Sarin gas for you to smell
Take a train ride, next stop hell
Line `em up against the wall
Aim and fire, send in more
Send in more, send in more

Make room, make room
Spread the f**k right out
Make room, make room
For the hand of doom

I built a wall around myself
From a world that`s on the brink
There`s a problem with my armor
`Cause there`s just too many chinks

Make room, make room
Spread the f**k right out
Make room, make room
Spread the f**k right out