Big bad Getty of the pocalypse She opens her lips and it goes like this When the golden rule and the jungle meet There’ll be nothing to love and there’ll be no one to beat Oh the things we know The things we dont Oh the things we think,we can’t, will and wont Were loathed together and nothings left We're all together & we're all bereft Capitalists, communists You did the hokey-pokey & it went like this You hate each other & you love yourselves It might be heaven & it might be hell Oh, the things we do The things we say Oh, the things we wish we could wash awa- https://youtu.be/pLJ85XExZtQ &-Tally Hall Dang Tally Hall is a vibe sometimes Idk why but Tall hall reminds me of @_J_M_ I literally have no idea why-