I'll sing you the song of the century during this 21st century breakdown. You should know your enemy, dear viva la Gloria. On my way to the hospital, before the lobotomy, Christian's inferno will kill us all. This is our last night on earth, so let's make it special. East jesus is nowhere, being the peacemaker between us all. You're the last of the american girls in this Murder City. You're my girl with restless heart syndrome. Horseshoes and handgrenades will protect us through this static age. 21 guns will push the mass hysteria in this modern world. Hopefully, one day we will see the light. *
