CACS

Cacs are everywhere, you can dare escape When the arrive they ruin the place, Raisins galore, they make me cry, Asparagus Pie? Why? Why? Why? Cacs are everywhere, where can I escape? They climb the mountains and hide like goats, they leave manifestos, and nasty notes, Oh, please tell me why! cacs are everywhere, you can't deny. Bob in marketing is a demon, Susan in the front is always scheming, Chad and Karen and Lucy and Meg. I think they're pushing me over the edge. Cacs, cacs, cacs.