I used to cry about getting old
Now I cry 'cuz the world's gonna fold
Remember how life used to be
Because it will all be a distant memory
You now live isolated in a box
While the filthy rich sell all their dirty stocks
You're scrounging for scraps
In a global collapse
You're scrounging for scraps
While the world's led by hacks
Old 45 says everything's okay
That LIAR says this will all go away
But I'm not gonna lie
A lot of us will likely die
But I will not deny
You'll be left high and dry
When it is all said and done
Will we win the war that needs to be won
I used to fight
I used to dream
I used to cry
And now I SCREAM