The S.A.R.S. Groove

They ever catch the guy putting cyanide
In the milk cartons, of the Midwest dairy supply
They ever find the bird fuckin' with the flu
He's probably found a way by now to infest the
Whole coop

At least that's what I've been led the believe
To shit my pants with fear, admit defeat
Accept that everything is out to get me
Conditioned by all the pageantry

Every word, ever read
West Nile four dead in Ohio
Ohio
Ohio
Ohio

Thеy ever find the monkеy spreading out the pox?
He's probably got his own zip code poisoning the blocks
They ever find the guy mailing out the dust?
He's probably on his way right now
He's probably on his way right now

It's shit like that that keeps me up at night
Pistol by my side, my doors locked tight
Attack dogs trained to kill anything on site
I want this bark to balance out my bite

Every word, ever read
West Nile four dead in Ohio
Ohio
Ohio
Ohio