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The man on the TV keeps makin' strange faces
Folks flyin' rockets to far away places
The world's gettin' turned on by assholes and racists
And it's all for the progress of man
There's a woman in Dallas she goes by Delores
She bought her a beach house out in the rainforest
With the money she picked up from her third divorce
All for the progress of man
It's all for the better and the wind and the weather
And the ivory tusks, and the alpaca sweaters
It's all for the truth, and the big Baby Ruth
And are you sure we're really all in this together
There's sixty-eight tuna hangin' out in the ocean
The earth doesn't spin if you don't feel the motion
We pop all our pills and we knock back our potions
All for the progress of man
It's all for the better and the birds of a feather
And the hope and the dope and the sex all together
It's all for the stronger the louder and longer
And the thought that we still think we can
The peace in the East, is comin' unraveled
There's rust on the tractors, and dust in the saddle
We all make big money on bitcoin and cattle
And it's all for the progress of man
Said it's all for the progress of man
WRITERS
Joshua Hayes Carll, Aaron Michael Raitiere
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Lyrics © ME GUSTA MUSIC
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