Well it's no secret our country's in some trouble here
The left is mad, the right's enraged, and the middle's disappeared
The fat cats expect us to bail out them and all their friends
And when they've spent our money they stick out their hands again
It's times like this that each of us need to reach across the aisle
Instead of hurling insults we can try to share a smile
Put aside our differences and remember what made us great
All the people arm in arm and in one voice we'll say:
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It's time for guillotines, it's time to raise the boards
It's time to sharpen blades, we just can't take this any more
It's nothing personal, we gave your way a try
We're sorry, but you at the top all have to die
I'm sorry Mister President, we need to have your head
And senators and congressmen–we need all of you dead
And all the CEOs of all the banks
And TV pundits too, let's show our thanks
It really pains us, we'll have to kill your wives and children too
It's purely business, we just cannot have them avengin' you
We'll start in the Hamptons, and Beverly Hills, and to Georgetown we go
And we'll burn Connecticut to the ground so that nothing ever grows
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It's time for guillotines, it's time to raise the boards
It's time to sharpen blades, we just can't take this any more
Those peaceful protests just were not cutting it
Martin Luther King and Ghandi both can go suck a dick
We can come together, we can do this if we try
Find our common enemy and unite both our sides
A lesbian and a NASCAR fan help to hold a lobbyist down
While a priest and an abortion doctor stomp him into the ground
We'll take the Secretary of the Treasury, and the Chairmen of the Fed
And let all three hundred million citizens gangrape them 'till their dead
And when every man, woman and child has finished running trade
We'll rest for a couple hundred years before we'll have to do it again
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