Tekster: Dead Kennedys. Bedtime For Democracy. Gone With My Wind.

Wake up, get down here quick
The president's had too much to drink
His days of power are about gone
He's been talking to paintings in the hall

He says, "I'm finished, so what the hell?"
My life is ruined, what matters now?
I've always itched for that last great thrill
If I die all of you should too

Gone with my wind
Out with a bang
I'm gonna end it all right now

Gone with my wind
Out with a bang
You're coming with me, oh, wow

My bombs will rain down on D.C.
We'll nuke our enemies while they're asleep
We'll be safe in the ground below
And laugh and drink 'til the cows come home

So c'mon, John, whadya say?
It's been dancing in my head for years
What'll happen if I push this button?
Let's start World War III for fun

Gone with my wind
Out with a bang
I'm gonna end it all right now

Gone with my wind
Out with a bang
You're coming with me, oh, wow

Mr. President, just sit down
We should talk a little while, I'll pour another round
What about your memoirs', TV rights?
Sit tight and watch the fire

Let go of me, do you think I'm mad?
To tell the truth, sir, I'd rather not say
Just keep your paws inside your pockets
And planet earth will be okay

But you reached for the button anyhow
I had no choice but to knock you out
That's just last night's bump on your head
On to the next crisis, it's another day

Gone with my wind
Out with a bang
I'm gonna end it all right now

Gone with my wind
Out with a bang
You're coming with me, oh, wow