Orgnc 2025

So, you've been to school for a year or two and you know you've seen it all. In daddy's car, thinking you'll go far, back east your type don't crawl. Playing ethnicky jazz to parade your snazz on your five-grand stereo. Braggin' that you know how the *** feel cold and the slums got so much soul. It's time to taste what you most fear, Right Guard will not help you here. You're a star-belly sneetch, you suck like a leech, you want everyone to act like you. Kiss *** while you ***, so you can get rich... but your boss gets richer off you. Well, you'll work harder with a gun in your back for a bowl of rice a day. Slave for soldiers 'til you starve then your head is skewered on a stake. Now you can go where people are one. Now you can go where they get things done. What you need, my son... What you need, my son... is a holiday in Cambodia... Where people dress in black.