Election Day and the End is Near
Grab your ankles, hold your socks, after the election on Tuesday, someone is losing their rocks.
Just four years ago
We made a choice
Decided we did
Some think we paid a price
The world full of gloom
The ending in sight
We would hear
Each and every night
The press would play
On all our fears
Causing daily division
With us holding our tears
Upon us again
With doom descending
We decide on Tuesday
Between red and blue
If you listen to hard
It’s life or death
The daily shoving
Against our chests
No matter what occurs
A decision pending
We go to the polls
Selecting butt-head one or butt-head two
Cries will abound
The end is here
Screams the press
Into our ear