You better hope Karma gets to you before I can Because the universe is more stable than I am But the universe let this bullshit happen You can bet I won't fucking let it happen again Thank the six companies that control our media For overlooking your evil and blaming her Thank the fucking patriarch. For making it harder for her to speak up But cry yourself to sleep each night Cut yourself with a rusty knife I don't feel sorry for you but I pity you You cowardly, little nazi man If there's a Hell I hope to see you when I get there She'll be in Heaven Not because of but in spite of everything A long time from now In the meantime she'll raise a son That'll appreciate and respect everyone In the meantime i'll buy myself a gun Because out of every five of us there's a worthless one