Election Song

(One, two, three, four)

I curse the world one second
Demand it buy me a sandwich in the next
Or else I'm bummin' the cigarettes
That will help me to forget how hungry I am

I can't believe that bastard won this morning
It's the kind of night for vodka and forties
We're mixing our drinks stiff tonight
And we're mixing our drinks stiff tonight

Today is the dawn of the draft
Tomorrow, we're shipped off to Iraq
Or else we're cutting off a toe
Praying that we won't have to go

I can't believe that bastard won this morning
It's the kind of night for vodka and forties
Who's ready for the war tonight?
Who's ready for the war tonight?

I'm runnin' on caffeine
And nicotine, and amphetamines
I hope more stimulants are on the way
'Cause who doesn't have a drug problem these days?

I can't believe that bastard won this morning
It's the kind of night for vodka and forties
And I'm sniffin' those pills hard tonight
And I'm sniffin' those pills hard tonight

I can't believe that bastard won this morning
It's the kind of night for vodka and forties
We're mixing our drinks stiff tonight
And we're mixing our drinks stiff tonight
And we're mixing our drinks stiff tonight