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
Watchin' all the resurrection junkies losin
Ground

Yes I'll bet there
Shootin' up your world
Watchin' all the resurrection junkies losin
Ground

Let's do high five,
For a genocide, and
The Internet, and all the communication
Skills that are
Lost when we are dead

You'll never survive, 3005, while you'll
Be sinkin' in the ocean I'll be in my
Spaceship
Still alive

Shootin' up your world
Watchin' all the resurrection junkies losin
Ground

Yeah I'll be there
Shootin' up your world
Watchin' all the resurrection junkies losin
Ground

Yeah I'll be there
Shootin' up your world
Watchin' all the resurrection junkies losin
Ground

Yeah I'll be there
Shootin' up your world
Watchin' all the resurrection junkies losin
Ground

Let's clap our hands, for the president
And Mickey Mouse, And every other mother-
Fucker
That's burnin' up in this house