Wakey wakey
Cletus baby
What about the money
The God Almighty dollar….it died
And nobody went to the memorial
Waltons are now in line ….to pay respects
No no no
I am talking about the huddled masses paper god that you must chase
That plane did not fly well either
Billions ….no longer millions baby
And that just cancer patients
Watch them line up to die for the great deception
Your personal
Assassin in a white jacket
Even know your favorite color
And the Dokter sez
Somebody pissed in their post toasties
Bastards
I just can't take it anymore. Kek