As if we need a "why", I'll be it
And I'll the "who" for an apocalypse "how"
If the world had one neck, my hands would be the "where"
And I would choke all of you down
I would choke all of you down
I will choke all of you down
Give me a picket sign
Make it blank and white
Like all those stupid teenage girls
We're gonna need them where we're going, tonight
All you fuckers vote beep, beep, beep
In drunk karaoke cars
If it's too dumb to see or say, you still sing it
And I'll just cue the applause
Let's make sure the music's loud enough
We won't even hear it end
Let's make sure the music's loud enough
We won't even hear it end
Give me a picket sign
Make it blank and white
Like all those stupid teenage girls
We're gonna need them where we're going, tonight
I want to celebrate, I want to sell your hate
Today's the day you're gonna fucking die
I want to celebrate, I want to sell your hate
Your demons want to give you a proper goodbye
And all you fuckers vote beep, beep, beep
In drunk karaoke cars
If it's too dumb to see or say, you still sing it
And I'll just cue the applause
Give me a picket sign
Make it blank and white
Like all those stupid teenage girls
We're gonna need them where we're going, tonight
I want to celebrate, I want to sell your hate
Today's the day you're going to fucking die
I want to celebrate, I want to sell your hate
Your demons want to give you a proper goodbye
I want to celebrate, I want to sell your hate
Today's the day you're going to fucking die
I want to celebrate, I want to sell your hate
Your demons want to give you a proper goodbye
Give me a picket sign
"God is dead but God is still white"
So, let's shoot up the mall, the school
Or the president of whatever
Or whoever wants to fight!
Let's make sure the music's loud enough
Let's make sure the music's loud enough
Let's make sure the music's loud enough
We won't even hear it end
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