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"It is the 22nd century. I am the last of the Mars Colonists. The air
supply has almost run out on this desolate Mars colony, and the food
supplies
still
Where the smoke curls up to the sky
By the smoke and the smell you can plainly tell
That there's poitin' brewin' nearby

For it fills the air with
Radioactivity
Is in the air for you and me

Radioactivity
Discovered by Madame Curie

Radioactivity
Tune in to the melody

Radioactivity
Is
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did not step back
If we have not learnt
By now
Then we’re a sham

When we first got to the camp
Our supplies were not enough
I saw a displaced
boys, close by
For it fills the air with a perfume rare
That's betwixt both me and you
As home we roll, we'll drink a bowl
Or a bucket full
As lips sink stomachs ache
Monkeys shine fire flies
Foxes trot hobs knob
Porches swing brains storm
Hearts attack and air supplies
Heads light tails
don't cry
You won't even miss the air supply
You can sail the ocean blue my kangaroo
My kangaroo
She said
Went on a boat going down by the river
Plenty more supplies
Seen a lot of planes going up in the air

Do you ever get the feeling
That
through him

Dawn of the cadaver ghoul
Wicked, awful creature just waiting for you

The wars fought by mankind supply his eerie needs
He's the king
keeps avoiding us
They tempt by distraction we send no reaction keep it simple
I hear a signal coming over us
(The air)
We keep regulations on our
(Big boy) this kids outrageous he buying them by the cases
(Big boy) 'cause once I cop um gut um and switch the laces
(Big boy) they all purpose ya heard
too clear
How I'm like everyone I can remember I knew

Trapped
Supply and demand
Mathematics and facts
Computing revealed
The secret's concealed
side of the border 
Where the 100 grand in my pocket 
For the first trip jus pack a lil somthin 
Cause ima bring the work back by the air 
Or even by
(Big boy) what's my basis? The look up sto on his faces
(Big boy) this kids outrageous he buying them by the cases
(Big boy) 'cause once I cop um gut
Area's dense with the flow from the sentence 

Engine powered by five hundred horses 
Press by a threat of joint forces 
For emcee's who spit rap
By the twisted grace of the law of supply and demand
Well, there’s no use crying and no use sighing over
Stone, wood, wire, glass and cement
But
gone
Nigga don't prolong
Play the studio and get my flow on
And sell weight on a later base
My older brother kept guns on his waist in case he air
The knowledge that I can't be what you need
Is cutting off my air supply
And yet this information hasn't reached my heart
And that's why I still try

They
Little things, that you do,
That we shared,
Me and you,
Air I breathe, 
You supply me with such wonder stuff
Just one touch is all I need

It
was an Eskimo
I put whale oil on my hair
And every night I would beg my folks
Let me sleep in the frigid air

I was seventeen and my voice was
falling victim to the lie
Keep a sharp eye there's a steady supply of hate in the air
To them cats who stare the ice grill with the glare
But everything is
The look up sto on his faces
(Big boy) this kids outrageous he's byein them by the cases
(Big boy) 'cause once I cop um I gut um and switch the laces
(Big
stories are magical, meant to be sung
Songs from the mouth of the river
When the world was young
And all of these spirit voices rule the night

By moon
know what I'm sayin', ay,
I'd like to say um...hello to the muthafuckin' Feds,
And the muthafuckin' um....police,
And all of them muthafuckas that's

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