bobby conn

[waifstar]

concentration camp
beauty queen
t.v. dating,
the american dream
so romantic when i can't stay clean
my favorite make-up is getting hard to find
but i don't mind

my hair is greasy, but my vision's clear
i know exactly what's happening here
these fascist parasites have crawled into my head
and i'm stuck in bed

home sweet home
i got carpet on my floor
and a gun by every door
and i am free
i'm free to live my life in constant fear
i've got food in my garage
my garage is very large
my kingdom, my kingdom will survive a thousand years

you know
ironic distance isn't very far
this rifle has a range of two thousand yards
when i shot him, i didn't hear the bullet fly
is it ironic that his death is televised?
he still died
i close my eyes

it's hard to protest when you're so confused
this gun won't talk to me, so what's the use
yeah, the pain is relative if your relatives survive
i've still got mine
how did you find me?

i got carpet on my floor
and a gun by every door
and i am free
i'm free to live my life in constant fear
i got food in my garage
my garage is very large
my kingdom, my kingdom will survive a thousand years

and if the truth is its own reward
why are the righteous always making war?

and i'm ready for my scene
and i'm such a drama queen
hey director, start the smoke and cue the laughter
now it's time to kill the actors.

c'mon.

ah ah ah ah