Third Worls Vacation Lyrics
Working is hellI got a home, I got foodMy parents won't give me moreMeanwhile, somewhere elseHomeless and starvingLike a knife in a swollen belly, hunger is carvingYou soak in pity, they bathe in dirtUneducated and decrepitBodies diseased and ridden with wormsNow we take a little trip down Leper LaneA new life to live in the land of painBeneath the arid sun, between hell and deathOn the boiling floor, you take your last breathSalvaging your insanity for the painful realization that it's not perfect, but it's the best you got so farNext time you're complaining - take a Third World Vacation!
Skeletal Earth Third Worls Vacation
