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Let's clap our hands,
for the president
and Jesus Christ
and did I mentioned Charlie Manson and everybody else,
who was nice.
Let's sing a song,
for the people scared..
searching in the air
for your searching hard to see that I'll be there.
Shotting up your world,
watching all the ressurection junkies losing ground
Yeah I'll be there,
shotting up your world
watching all the ressurection junkies losing ground
Let's do high five,
for a genocide,
and the internet
and all the communications skills that are lost, when we are dead.
You'll never survive trhee thousand and five
while you'll be sinking in the ocean
I'll be in my space ship still alive
Shotting up your world,
watching all the ressurection junkies losing ground
Yeah I'll be there,
shotting up your world
watching all the ressurection junkies losing ground
Shotting up your world,
watching all the ressurection junkies losing ground
Yeah I'll be there,
shotting up your world
watching all the ressurection junkies losing ground
Let's clap our hands,
for the president
and Mickey Mouse and
every other motherfucker that's burning up in this house