World War III, Part Two the Sequel
where is my shiny Jetson car?
my air bag back pack?
what ever happened to the rocketeer?
instead the infidels throw me back
in my shiny new year
my millenium hope
dashed on the rocks of seahag time
shit, i always wanted to time travel
anywhere, but the dark ages
look out torquemada, or is that just you
johhny ashcroft? singing baptist hymns in my sleep
*thank you cecil, for reminding me of doom*