Ebola and Isil’s coming,
We're finally on our own.
This fall I taste the Transfats,
We’re all dead of Global Warm.
Gotta get down to it
Jihadis are cutting our throats
Should have gone non carbon long ago.
What if you knew her
And found her obese on the ground
How can you stand in all the Ebol-A?
Gotta get down to it
Jihadis are serving trans fats
Should have been quarantined long ago.
What if you knew him
And found his head on the ground?
How can you run your air conditioner when you know?
Ebola and Isil’s coming,
We're finally on our own.
This fall I drown in trans fats,
We’re all dead in Ohio.
How many more? (panics)
How many more? (panics)
How many more? (panics)
How many more?
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