Fire-Kitchen bombing Consumerism/Mercantilism (Atlantic battle circa Now)

ancient rolling stone wondering what it's about
has a long story that life is about
sad sappy thing that is full of doubt
see the woman that fooled you
she must take this route
cooking is an art, and art is fun.
look i made a rhyming pun
that's what life is all about

go into the kitchen to make myself a Sloth
she doth, doth she wishes she was in a time where it was rough
full crowd, pity about how we're all so alone
out kitchen go Sloth, made myself a sandwich with brand lettuce
ooh the crunchy labeled cheese that i bought at Ikea
i made it myself in the farm i call home where i sit

change your heart, be proud, look around
see all the people clapping and wondering what's all about
there's no smell of doubt, you feel devout
realise you're the anon alone all your wholeness bread
a delicious sentence of parfaits and imperfectss
sandwiches, sizzling with hot lettuce cheese
in my farm we call a home, in the barn
and the magical refrigirated whipped cream fountain

there's a magical place within a magical realm and a magical helm
there's a stale puddle of piss
there it is and it stinks!
metallic iron, add a y for effect
sodding fakers with cool accents
borrow words just for fun
show it all and still be fleeting
be chill and still defeating
be with the will but be still
be a-bill with random

beauty in a cylindrical cone, the cone of truth
one of orange that we see and wear around our heads
her cone is purple and therefore i know
she is the neongirl and therefore refrigirated
sitting in the helmet, that goes around our heads
a laundry room, she's refrigirated, she stinks, she's happy
really kind of sappy
see the random a-bill it, y to it, y to do it.