Mr. Oil, you misplaced cowboy
This is no computer game
We're not fucken toys
Speak out against abortions while put people in deathrow
Those children go astray, so you kill em after they've grown
Who are you to judge? Are you in the chair of God?
Your sick megalomania will terrify the lot
At first his stupidity seemed pretty amusing
But it's not so funny when he blows your world away
Your pathetic need for defense, we've heard it all before
It's not the matter 'if', just 'when' is the next world war
Don't you understand you are a threat to the human race
Since the votes were counted, we are counting our days
Your standards and your morals are a dog's leash for a fool
Protect this by a spaceshield, the safety feels cool
You die to find a foe to test your new toys out
It's too late to recount the votes after you died