What Could Possibly Go Wrong?

Here in the bosom of America

We love the things that make our country strong

We give our little sons

Lots of love and lots of guns

So what could what could possibly go wrong?

Here in the bosom of America

We sit at our computer all night long

We pour ourselves a drink

And then we tweet before we think

Oh what could possibly go wrong?

We teach our kids that when they lose they're winners

That everything they do, they do the best

We fill them up with sweets and TV dinners

And when they're stuffed up to the gills

We strap them in and take our pills

Klonopin, Ativan, Paxil, and Valium

I need a pill just to sit down and tally 'em

Wopaval's good, I got Librium here

And I chase 'em all down with a bucket of beer

Here in the bosom of America

My little boy can speak out to the throng

And though he's quite the malcontent

Someday he might be president!

Oh what could possibly go--

Wrong, wrong, lock her away

Mike Teavee is changing up the USA

I hacked a golden ticket

Thats how I won

You gotta break rules to get the job done

I don't need to go outside to be what I be

Reality is something I can get from TV

America get ready for my cyber attack

Mike Teavee is winning

There's no going back

Here in the bosom of America

We're off to sing the Willy Wonka song

A golden ticket in his hand

Yes Mike Teavee's in full command

Oh what could possibly go wrong?

Wrong

Wrong

Wrong

Wrong

Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong

Mrs. Teav