Francis Magalona Meltdown
Fishes swimmin in oil, crops are grown in radioactive soil I've become the zombie that I am, and you can call me Megatron ManEons and ages we work for the wages My fingers be doin the walkin on the yellow pages Don't you just hate this, my phone's kinda bustedThe system's ancient and it's rustier than rustedI am infected and can never be corrected Although I was breastfed, I can never be connected The world's cursed with methods so perverseWatch the process of the universe in reverse I believe leaves grieve in the forestry Tears of sap is a mishap of the industry Shield my eyes from the smog-filled skies Cover my ears so I can't hear the liesI'm versatile, I was born to be a manchildThe urban jungle livin in the wild But f..ck it, I'ma survive! Countdown for the meltdown, hear the sound comin from the underground (4x) The Third World Are we gonna make it? The First World Are we gonna fake it? The Last Word Who's gonna take it?Who's gonna steal it?Who's gonna eat it?Who's gonna do it? Y-O-U!
