The Mars-Earth Collision of 2087

Today kids, we'll be learning About the mars-earth collision of 2087 Get out your notebooks, this is a big chapter And it will be on the test. Ready? Chapter one When the people are split in two What are we left to do? Go to the extremes that have violently threatened me and you? Gather the witches and the masters of sin Collect us all and dump us in The cycling incinerator, push us in a recycle bin The grass is drier on all our heads Sinking lower into our beds Stuck in suspension by the feds Guess we'll be here until we're dead Until the other rears his face And starts a violent coup When you can't stand their existence and they all hate you too Fill us with your sustenance Donations go to the Nigerian prince And the billionaires will have to cope with losing a couple cents Hope is nothing but a hollow lie Pass some on to the other guy Underneath the bridge they built while finding quarters to retract the spikes How long until time is bought? The poor are left to sit and rot With our brand new aging cream that saves you from what time has brought On our way to colonize The places to which we have no rights We claim our stake because we can't understand where to draw the line The grass is drier up on mars Where the rich drive their stolen cars When oxygen isn't a human right We'll see if we survive tonight Until the other will show up And take over the land That you swore you had bought, it's not sacred, but it's planned Before the other ends us all A supernatural divide Where money instead of wisdom is the factor that decides But Earth and Mars have run their course Time to find the power source Pull the plug on god's green planet Though I'm sure he would never imagine That it would have to end like this I got ready, I raised my fists And when I emerge I'm the bunker bitch Bodies all over, my soul would shift And now I sit here all alone In the seat of my loser's throne Everybody wants to rule the world