Dead Hot Workshop – Encyclopocalypse lyrics

Come peaceably
Arms wide
Or hands tied Who's
responsible for these things that span your attention?
Survey said
Crowd goes wild
But Uncle Sam don't want you no more

And I just saw the major with the man from Atlantis in Dallas
And now there he is with the beautiful Barbara Eden in space
After all we're all a fiery ball
The root of it all Arsenio Hall
The cattle call, it's all you can eat
It's time to take a ride on the
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Speak to me tongue tied
Eyes cried You set your sights a little too high
A real kind of rock 'n' roll type of suicide
Just kidding
But I'm wondering if those rules would apply

Whether you're starring in a fiction-action feature titled Satisfaction Guaranteed
Or selling some crack to some White House aide
If after all we're all a fiery ball
The root of it all a saxophone
The cattle call, it's all you can eat
Time to take a ride on the
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