Past got ya down, scared by a wooden clown
Come right up and take a peak, the recipe we have tweaked
Its better than all the rest, but we're not about being the best
We're about curing your ailments, make sure all your mail is sent
Take this pill and everything will be fine, but don't try to walk a straight line
There are some side effects to mention, but we don't have an hour of intervention
This is the wonder drug of the century, but it will come with a fee
your soul is the money that we will take, relief is something we can fake
Give the devil his due, and you wont ever be able to sue
For this is a once in a lifetime offer, and your soul will be a little softer
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