Lyrics

First they come/then they grow/and now understand
They have no identity
First they want/then they need/and now demand
I sell 'em serenity
You crank 'em up/and I'll bust 'em out
We can shove that shit straight down their mouths
and keep that paper raining down
This ranch ain't gonna run itself
The less they know/the more they owe/
keep the secret close
shhhhhhhhh
The more they buy/the less they try
keep them this side
of comatose
Yeah we're farming babies
and line our pockets with the gravy
don't call me crazy
cause I know you're feeling wealthy lately

The masses/must be glorified
I want a yacht
blessed be those/who multiply
and tie the knot
Yup/facts
you crank 'em up/and I'll bust 'em out
we can shove that shit straight down their mouths
and we keep that paper raining down
This ranch ain't gonna run itself
Praise the proud/hail the hero/sing the song
Of the strong
Do whatever you want/just keep them all
Limping along
We're farming babies
and line our pockets with the gravy
Don't call me crazy
Cause I know you're feeling wealthy lately