Prod (L.I.V.E. in Peoria) Mudvayne

[Intro]
This is a song called fuckin' Prod

[Verse 1]
Emotions inside us, troubling
The hatred inside us, escalating
The sickness inside us, keeps you weak
The masses inside of us, suffering, they are bleeding
The calling inside us, sick with greed
The voices calling to us, deafening, we're not listening

[Chorus]
Cannot receive the obvious
Line up cattle and cut the necks
Swat at the flies, omit disgust

[Post-Chorus]
Come on, godammit, lemme see your fuckin' hands

[Verse 2]
The leaders inside us, posturing
Thе pollution inside of us, suffocating me
The sciеnce inside us, menacing
The will that's inside of us, it's dying, end is coming

[Chorus]
Cannot receive the obvious
Line up cattle and cut the necks
Drain us of life and cleanse the mess