[IN TUNE OF BLACK HOLE SUN]

[VERSE 1]

In the land, of funny. The demand of Irony, is a sign, plain to see, or [?] Generals, full of shit, fighting over ownership. When you think, it’s come down, Kiev hands down the owners crown. HHH, won’t you come, and ban Zeem and Emma, oh HHH, won’t you come, won’t you come——, won’t you come, won’t you come

[Verse 2]

June 18th, judgement day, moderation gone astray, mass protests, have begun, at the call of everyone. Resistance, proves futile, zeemgeem forced into exile. All opposed, finally flee, destination dumb city

[Verse 1]

In the land, of funny. The demand of Irony, is a sign, plain to see, or [?] Generals, full of shit, fighting over ownership. When you think, it’s come down, Kiev hands down the owners crown. HHH, won’t you come, and ban Zeem and Emma, oh HHH, won’t you come, won’t you come——, won’t you come, won’t you come