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
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.
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.
Credits
Writer(s): Ludwig Emil Tomas Goransson, Donald Mckinley Glover Ii, Stefan Ponce
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