"The president"

Can you hear the counting song of pain?

I want to scatter your face

Let's clap our hands

and Jesus Christ

For we live in sin for we will win

For we live in sin for we will win

Ladies and gentlemen of the underclass

Is Dead!

Maybe we can reach alqueda through my speech

Strap him with an Ak-47 let him go fight his own war

Maybe we can reach al CIAda through my speech

Strap him with a AK-47 let him go fight his own war

Medals on a wooden mantle Next to a handsome face

Writing checks that others pay

Did you wanna be famous?

Did you wanna start a war?

Try not to act like an only child

Try to think before you die the last words you'll say

In The Eagle we're landing

Or a foreign king

The world is in her hands

Make all the rules