We needed 37 of you fuckers
To save us from this mess
You slack jawed rust belt mother fuckers
You failed the fucking test
He prayed on your weakness
Made you think we'd be the best
But 37 of you fuckers could've fixed it
You're cowards like the rest
You're the worst of all of us
You're responsible for what comes next
You saw it all unwind
There’ll be blood on your hands and it's your fault
You'll watch the dream collapse
and the mushroom clouds arise
But you're too fucking dumb to recognize
That all of this
That all of this
That this is all your fault