Hope you're ready for war that's what the fightings for ain't gonna rain it's gonna pour Satan's mothers a whore fluoride sealing the door everybody hitting the floor I'd tell you what's in store but you ain't ready for more and yea I'm sure but life a bore so we're taking the tour through the lore going back to the before doing the world's chore settling the score while we drink up that pinot noir and too much liquor get another pour so things don't have to be like they were where I'm like a fish on a lure trying to cure what I'm still unsure even has a cure but I will endure until I'm a little more pure and I can get outta here I let go of my fear and do more and more every year seeing it all more clear and shoving right up the devils rear hope you hear and you really hear and you're not just another peer who will swear to care but really just ready to go down way down there soul in a snare nowhere to steer nah I'd rather be saved and free and clear while they all cheer