Picnic in the Jungle The Residents

[Intro]
Afterwards, it’s like a dream
You don’t remember, but it seems
To stay alive inside your mind
And pray upon your leisure time

[Verse 1]
It happens in an open spot
The air is sticky and it’s hot
First they take away our clothes
Then they lay us down in rows

A cloud appears and melts away
The flesh of some while others stay
Machines that look like little cars
Consume the bones and count the scars

[Chorus]
Everybody ready for the picnic in the jungle?
Everybody ready for the picnic in the jungle?
Is everybody ready for the picnic in the jungle?

[Verse 2]
In a place that no one knows
We are prisoners of those
No one sees, and no one hears
But everybody hates, hates, and fears!