I Want to Be the President

We've got arms They're the fighting kind Take you on 'Cause you're strong We've got love It's the hating kind We're not interested in your difference We like to be divided My gun is bigger than yours My tank goes faster than yours My missile's turning me on My weapon makes me feel strong Bang bang bang Do you wanna see my gun? Well come on We'll resist We'll resist We'll resist I'll let you take control But if they say that it's so Is that the way you will go? And if you thought it was wrong Would you still follow along? They're building walls tonight They're building walls tonight Ain't it cold Ain't it cold Ain't it cold Where you empty your soul? Ain't it cold Ain't it cold Ain't it cold Where you empty your soul? There'll be a war tonight There'll be a war tonight