[Intro] [Fruit Salad by The Wiggles]
Fruit salad, yummy yummy
Fruit salad, yummy yummy
Fruit salad, yummy yummy
Yummy yummy yummy, fruit salad!

[Verse 1] [Psychosocial by Slipknot]
I did my time, and I want out (Uh-huh)
So effusive, fade, it doesn't cut, the soul is not so vibrant
(Uh-huh)
The reckoning, the sickening
Packaging subversion, pseudo-sacrosanct perversion
(The first step)
Go drill your deserts, go dig your graves
(The second step)
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save
(The third step)
Sinking in, getting smaller again
I'm done, it has begun, I'm not the only one

[Chorus]
And the rain will kill us all
(Uh-huh)
Throw ourselves against the wall
(Uh-huh)
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
[Post-Chorus]
(The first step)
Psychosocial
(The second step)
Psychosocial, psychosocial
(The third step)
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial

[Verse 2]
There are cracks in the road we laid
But where the temple fell (uh-huh)
The secrets have gone mad (uh-huh)
This is nothing new, but when we killed it all
The hate was all we had
Who needs another mess? (fruit salad)
We could start over (yummy yummy)
Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong (fruit salad, yummy yummy)
Now there's only emptiness, venomous, insipid (fruit salad, yummy yummy)
I think we're done, I'm not the only one (yummy yummy yummy yummy fruit salad)

[Chorus]
(Fruit salad)
And the rain will kill us all (yummy yummy)
(Fruit salad)
Throw ourselves against the wall (yummy yummy)
(Fruit salad)
But no one else can see (yummy yummy)
The preservation of the martyr in me
[Post-Chorus]
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial