3005

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.