Why is my stapler in jello?
I can't take this anymore!
Deep beneath the beet field floor
The Earth creates a modern plague
To relax the leeching of the teet
To ensure survival of the species
The only person who can compete with me is myself.
Cousin Mose passed away this morning
I watched him die from his bedroom door
A Schrute needs no forgiveness
A Schrute feels no remorse
It's survival of the fittest
The disease shall run its course
A Schrute needs no forgiveness
A Schrute feels no remorse
No, God no God please, no
No, God no God please, no
No, no, no
A Schrute needs no forgiveness
A Schrute feels no remorse
It's survival of the fittest
The disease shall run its course
Nomad TN - Schrute Buck Lyrics
Nomad TN - Schrute Buck Lyrics
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Why is my stapler in jello?
I can't take this anymore!
Deep beneath the beet field floor
The Earth creates a modern plague
To relax the leeching of the teet
To ensure survival of the species
The only person who can compete with me is myself.
Cousin Mose passed away this morning
I watched him die from his bedroom door
A Schrute needs no forgiveness
A Schrute feels no remorse
It's survival of the fittest
The disease shall run its course
A Schrute needs no forgiveness
A Schrute feels no remorse
No, God no God please, no
No, God no God please, no
No, no, no
A Schrute needs no forgiveness
A Schrute feels no remorse
It's survival of the fittest
The disease shall run its course
I can't take this anymore!
Deep beneath the beet field floor
The Earth creates a modern plague
To relax the leeching of the teet
To ensure survival of the species
The only person who can compete with me is myself.
Cousin Mose passed away this morning
I watched him die from his bedroom door
A Schrute needs no forgiveness
A Schrute feels no remorse
It's survival of the fittest
The disease shall run its course
A Schrute needs no forgiveness
A Schrute feels no remorse
No, God no God please, no
No, God no God please, no
No, no, no
A Schrute needs no forgiveness
A Schrute feels no remorse
It's survival of the fittest
The disease shall run its course
Writer: Ethan Hall, Justin Shell
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid