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Deep, deep, deep in the red hot heat of Jackson County, Missouri
At the preconceived site of the second coming of Jesus Christ
You can bet it'll all get blown the fuck up in the sunlight

And I will change my name
To something evil and terrible
That will blind them all
To my true four armed identity

Teenage college girl with her hands in her pockets
Cool haircut and 'fuck you' in tow
She'll drown with the rest of the nerds and the goth kids
At least that's always how it seems to go

Close your eyes
And cling to the receipt
Put it in a damp plastic bag if you can because it

Will be like fire
From here to L.A
You can bet that the oceans
Will evaporate, but if you

Pray for Gore's Global Warming dream
Or a nuclear conflict over the U.S. National Debt with China

You might not burn as fast as you think
But I'll see you at the beach, when we're all in the Son's terrible reach

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