2020

I thought two thousand nineteen  Was the worst year I'd ever seen And I was sure that in the next twelve months The slate would be wiped clean But I couldn't have been more off the mark Cuz things have gotten so much worse And I suffer to say it that it hasn't quite gone Just as well as we rehearsed The world is quickly goin' to hell and It's enough to make ya sick So far two thousand twenty Has ended up eatin' a dick               A viral pandemic Brought the world to a screechin’ halt Now everything is cancelled and And you cain’t even leave the house Every dipshit on the Internet Is givin’ medical advice So instead of gettin’ through this the easy way We’re gonna throw off the gloves n’ fight This trip earth's takin' 'round the sun Has really put me on the floor And I just cain't seem to deal with much Of this bullshit anymore Two Thousand Twenty I won't let you be the death of me I'm just tryin' to do the best I can And I wish you'd let me be Two Thousand Twenty  I don't want you to break my foolish heart But you've kicked me around so much thus far I don't even know where to start   And I know it prob'ly tastes like Somebody pissed in your coffee cup But that's two thousand twenty for ya So go ahead and drink it up              The cops can’t seem to go a single day Without killing a minority So doesn’t it just make sense they’re all out rioting in the streets? Both ass clowns running for president Are senile sacks o' shit But I'll prolly end up votin' anyway Though I'm not proud to admit We’re hellbent on destruction It’s a total fuckin’ mess And I just don’t have the patience to deal With all this added stress Two Thousand Twenty  I won't let you rain on my parade If this is what a sunny day looks like Then I'll go sit in the shade Two Thousand Twenty  If shit could up n' fly, you'd be a jet You’re doin' your best to put me away But I ain't dead just yet   And I know it probably feels like You're getting hit by a pickup truck But that's how this year's gonna be So you might as well buckle up   Listen up here Mr. Calendar To what I have to say I promise not to wipe my ass on you   If you could spot me one good day Momma says things will get better But I don't give a rip Cuz if we don't see land here soon I'm gonna up and jump this ship  It’s a three ring circus shit show And if next year is the same You can put this song on repeat Cuz I ain’t writin’ this shit again   Two Thousand Twenty  I don't wanna see you come New Year's dawn I’ll pump your guts full of lead If you set foot on my lawn Two Thousand Twenty  I can't forgive all the damage that you've done Cuz if I had it my way, you Would never have begun