Ludichrist

Tylenol

Ludichrist
Flipping through the magazines,
Plastic girls in painted on jeans.
I want to be famous, I've found the means:
Your going to die for my social greed.
I poison your products.
Cyanide in Tylenol, give the N.Y. Times a call
But there's still hope for me
Indemnity though insanity
I kill your comsumers

First you get a massive headache.
Then you vomit on the floor.
Things are getting darker now...
Hug the toilet, puke Somemore
And then you die

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