The Men Who Live Upstairs - The Most Serene Republic

Behavior lies in the food we eat

Insipid sedatives

Much of all those cloy chemicals are building up to give

Uncontrolled division of cells from the men who live upstairs

Drowning us in saturation, for all minds to hum the same

This deducer of lives is not a being, but profused meaning

Sleeping during the day

Why lack of living from what we’re eating?

Go and be on your way, enter the tainment, dependent thought sent

Lion’s share of the whites is sleeping the thoughts with skin

The next not physical fights, but will against stolid sin

One time, let me take my memories for all time

Heed the words of an author

Art of surfeit has hunger

Ours be taken away

Heed the words of an author

Art of surfeit has hunger

Ours be taken away

Who needs to do much more

Then eat, sleep and

Race through chores

Then fight preservatives

And lose one day