Текст песни Chumbawamba - Insectkind
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Chapter sevenThere`s bugs on the house plants of the folks back homeInsects are material, they`re not inferiorInsects are material, they`re not inferiorWhat do we want?Insect liberation!When do we want it?Now!Insects are dirty, insects are filthyThey never bother washing their legs or facesInsects are ugly, insects are evilThey sniff around the brown and then they eat itAn insect loses its way one day and gets trapped in the houseAn insect in the house, but not in this month`s issue of "Wonderful Home"Fly spray or stinky thing, hanging from the ceilingA rolled up neswpaper on the head, the poor insect ends up dead dead dead deadBut insects are dirty, insects are filthyThey never bother washing their legs or facesInsects are ugly, insects are evilThey sniff around the brown and then they eat itThey eat shit, and they`re walking on it!They fly around from town to town spreading diseaseThey`re ugly little monsters, and I hate themWon`t you get rid of them for me? Please!But who likes the taste, who makes use of our waste?Who puts the goodness back into the soil?It`s insects, bacteria, germs, and worms