He's the leader of his kingdom
He can't wait for doomsday
Waiting for you to cross his line
Survive, try to save all that's his
First it is moonshine, then his kids
He can kill the commie scum
For the abolishment of this nation
Can't imagine the sensation
Standing over fresh kill masturbating
His views are too extreme
Because his bunker walls are lined
With cans of pork and beans