Don T Trust The Smiley Face Verity Mean Machine

9.99, you count it wrong
All four campers laugh alone
Barretty said, count once more
Now there was three instead of four
That egg's common, nothing rare
Said the thief have found it there
Barretty said, smart, I see
Ate him with the egg for a tea
Call him stupid, call him dance
That's his favorite condiment
Question if he takes offense
Then he eats the evidence
Cut, cut, cut the feet
Let the little monster eat
Blood, blood, man on screen
Verity, lean machine
One, two, three, three, lay
But he's piling at his feet
No one talks, his expense
Verity said, let's operate
Ate the stuff to lick the plate
Bet you cannot hit a thing
Hold the squad up inside the ring
Verity sit, then stab will steal
Four quick shots for instant kills
Call them stupid, call them dance
That's just fatal condiment
Questioning me takes offense
Then he eats the evidence
Cut, cut, cut the feed
Let the little monster eat
Blood, blood, red on screen
Verity, mean machine
1, 2, 3, delete
But it's piling at its feet
No one talks, no one leaves
Verity, eat and eat
Cut, cut, cut the feet
Let the little monster eat
Plot, plot, red on screen
Verity, mean machine
One, two, three, delete
But it's boiling at-bye
Bye-bye
Bye-bye
Bye-bye
Bye-bye