Somewhere under the landmines
Way down low
There's a hellhole I've heard of where
You may not want to go
Somewhere under the landmines
Hornets fly
And the nightmares that haunt your sleep
Really will come true
Someday I'll hate my perfect life and
Wake up chained to tree with a crowd around me
Where anyone with balls or thoughts
Is given a castration or lobotomy!
Somewhere under the landmines
Hornets fly
Planes dive into oblivion
Why then, oh why, can't I?
All the trees are dead
And leaking with shit
Troops shoot a thousand children
And then throw them in a ditch
And I think to myself
What a horrible planet.
I see skies of red and
Flies selling coke
And the best time I've had so far
Was being choked
And I think to myself
How I wish I would die.
The smells of rotting corpses
Fill the bullet-ridden sky.
I see swastika armbands
On people passing by
I see friends shaking hands,
Saying, "How do you do?"
They're really saying
"You suck, fuck you!"
I hear babies cry
As they're eaten as snacks
Every store is a Wal-Mart
Selling useless knick-knacks
And then I kill myself
What a horrible world.
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