There's a man from the afterlife at the door trying to sell us hope
Lock the doors and close the windows

We hear it we see it you better believe it
We try it then buy it and some of us breathe it
The slick dark men in their slick dark suits are gonna take your children away
(I bet you bought that)

We ask for less they give us more
Mr. + Miss there is a cure

It's better now is it better now
Kill the head before the body is infected
Better now is it better now???
Spare the body before the mind gets the best of
And now we god bless this nuclear family
picture perfect American standard!
And so it's god bless this bouncing new baby
Raised in a world that's all sugar  + money!
Can you sense the sarcasm in my tone?
Just take it adjust it chances are it suits you well
Tell me what it is that you fear the most
Well take it and use it put on the radio