Let's clap our hands
For the president,
And Jesus Christ,
And did I mention Charlie Manson
And everybody else who was nice?
Let's sing a song
For the people scared
Searching in the air
If you search real hard
You'll see that I'll be there
Shootin' up your world,
Watching all the resurrection junkies losin' ground!
Yeah, I'll be there, shootin' up your world,
Watching all the resurrection junkies losin' ground!
Let's do high fives,
For a genocide,
And the internet
And all the communications skills
That are lost when we are dead
You'll never survive,
3005,
While you be sinkin' in the ocean
I'll be in my spaceship still alive
Shootin' up your world,
Watching all the resurrection junkies losin' ground!
Yeah, I'll be there, shootin' up your world,
Watching all the resurrection junkies losin' ground!
Yeah, I'll be there, shootin' up your world,
Watching all the resurrection junkies losin' ground!
Yeah, I'll be there, shootin' up your world,
Watching all the resurrection junkies losin' ground!
Let's clap our hands,
For the president,
And Mickey Mouse,
And every other motherfucker that's burning up in this house.
