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Happy anniversary, schools are short of funds

 This is what I say, give the kids more guns

 All of the classes are on how to kill

 If you don’t teach them then someone else will



Happy Death-Day to Columbine…

 Let’s make the world an Oklahoma City, fine

 Wacky-Waco Happy Death Day, babies that were burned

 The Wheel has turned!



Happy Death-Day to you!

 Happy Death-Day to you!



Barricades are growing in the halls

 Bullet holes are stitching in the walls

 The students are well-armed but so are the pigs

 This thing is gonna be big



We must now attack the very children that we taught

 That they must never fight the fucked up wars that we had fought

 Someone detonates a bomb, they said that it was huge

 Bull dozed all the evidence and blamed it on some stooge



Happy Death-Day to Columbine…

 Let’s make the world an Oklahoma City, fine

 Wacky-Waco Happy Death Day, babies that were burned

 Hey look! The Wheel has turned!



There’s only one way to save you

 Rape and maim and enslave you

 Finish what we started

 I guess you could say that God farted