March on La Migra

Spoon feed a dead man
They’ve got to talk
They’ll talk
If you love them
They’ll talk
If you get them
They’ve got to talk
If you get them
They’ll talk
For promises
For human touch
For human touch
They’ve got to talk
For promises
Surely they must talk
If you get them
Surely they want human touch
Human touch
So says the narcissist
Oh, they’re like me
Oh, they’re like me
Surely, they want human touch
Surely, they want human touch
Surely, they want human touch
Surely, they want human touch
Surely, they want human touch
Surely, they want human touch
Surely, they want human touch
Surely, they want human touch
Human touch