

And then that drone company,
“Just something about the region they say,”
Unexploded World War II ordinance on the grounds
Keeps people away
And the electric company
Has their own c-level grid
For power out control
You understand,
Cranbury land
Doing sex cult dungeon
Cranbury again, electric company again
Doubles all the way to Princeton
Needing to be beat the f out again and again
Where as much sedition
In all conditions
Et cetera again,