Dic Tater Songtext
von Angelic Desolation

Are you broccoli? - Death
Are you green beans? - Death
Are you chicken? - Death
Are you cream corn? - Death
Are you snap peas? - Death
Are you string cheese? - Death
Are you croissants? - Death
Are you cheese pie? - Death
Are you canned yams? - Death
Are you pizza? - Death
Are you bacon? - Death
Are you mac cheese? - Death
Are you carrots? - Death
Are you cow fat? - Death
Are you pig feet? - Death
Are you goat tits? - Death


Are you berries? - Death
You bananas? - Death
Are you apples? - Death
Are you salmon? - Death
Are you peaches? - Death
Filthy mangos - Death
Dirty oranges - Death
Fucking tacos - Death
Cream of chicken - Death
Can of salsa - Death
Not of pure blood - Death
Any protein - Death

God is with us

Hail the spud race! Know our true place! We are gods now!

Dic tater is god, we know, bring the tater tots, for show
He′s a spud that likes, them young, all ye praise potatoes, we sung

He is a god, sent from a god, he is not that god, but he's a god
Sent from our own god, but he′s not god
He is a god, sent from a god, he is not that god, but he's a god
Sent from our own god, but he's not god

Work shall set you free
Work shall set you free
Work shall set you free
Work shall set you free