Man Made of Meat

Lyrics for Man Made of Meat

Huh, oh! Okay, alright Okay, alright Okay, okay, okay (alright) Overweight freaks ride around on wheelchairs Motorized by electric motors made by goblins In a factory overseas They're there to buy drywall and other products That they can eat back at home on the sofa They watch TV, they watch TV about a man named Chandler Bing Who died in a freak hot tubbing accident And spent his time drinking hot dog flavored water On a popular TV show called Tub Girls I don't wanna pay for anything Clothes and food and drugs for free If it was 1970 I'd have a job at a factory I am a man that's made of meat You're on the internet looking at feet I hate almost everything that I see And I just wanna disappear Okay, alright Okay, alright Okay, alright M'kay I stand outside of the McDonald's I'm, uh, flexing my muscles 'till I explode I hope they see me in the drive-thru lane I, I hope they see me in the drive-thru lane I stand outside of the LL Bean I'm trying to get some free woman sweaters You know what I mean? I hope they see me in the drive-thru lane I hope, I hope they, I hope they, I hope they I don't wanna pay for anything Clothes and food and drugs for free If it was 1970 I'd have a job at a factory I am a man that's made of meat You're on the internet looking at feet I hate almost everything that I see And I just wanna disappear I'm subscribed to your mom's OnlyFans I spent five bucks a month to get pictures of her flappy giblets And I spent another ten dollars a month to chat with her on the AI chat program It feels great I don't wanna pay for anything Clothes and food and drugs for free If it was 1970 I'd have a job at a factory I am a man that's made of meat You're on the internet looking at feet I hate almost everything that I see And I just wanna disappear