F.T.W. Lyrics

In a burnt out nation, many years ago
There used to be a president but he was growing old
In 1997, with problems by the score
Dealing with the communists, dealing with the poor
Taxes always going up, there's no end in sight
Tunnel termination, but no one sees the light

Lost was any hope the world just couldn't cope
Life was nearing end what savoir could god send
Could this world be saved or would it be enslaved
Missiles all around like cuffs our hands are bound

Trouble in the Middle East, terrorists at hand
Panic, death and terror, they spread throughout the land
Feeling all so hopeless, there's nothing we can do
They kill your next door neighboor, and then they come for you
Crime's running rampant, getting worse by the day
Authority means nothing, to criminals today

And as so the president opens up his door
He looks out at this barren world and says he wants no more
He has seen the murder, he has seen the sin
If decent people have to lose then no one's gonna win
So with one final laugh he knows what he must do
He launches all our missiles and tells the world fuck you!

Fuck the world!