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Words and music by Billy Gibbons, Bill Ham, Dusty Hill. You gotta fight it to stay alive,
Woman, grab your children, run and hide.
Don't let it catch up with you.
and if it gets you, man, you're through.
Well, everybody calls it the squank. It smells so rotten and rank.
It's sick, depressin, gettin' bigger all the time.
It's grey and brown and sometimes lime
and it's spreadin' all over the land.
Don't help it any way you can.
And soon we'll be all breathin' out of tanks if somethin' ain't done about the squank. The meanest thing the world's ever bred
by me and you and my kinfold too.
A monster can't live unless it's fed,
and we'll all be erased by the squank and it's being fed by me and you.
And soon it's gonna leave the world blank,.
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