We are alone
And all is one
The father, daughter, devil and son

They deal in art
The art of the deal
They sing Seig Heils in aisles of high heels

Big cyber-weapon, little traitor in chief
He's got a big black dog on a leash

One man's grace is another man's bullet
Bullshit beams from the bully pulpit
No regrets for the bounty they've taken
The pigs must feed on their ration of bacon

Big cyber-weapon, little traitor in chief
He's got a big black dog on a leash

Big cyber-weapon, little traitor in chief
He's got a big black dog on a leash

I'll be right here when I disappear
I'll be right here when I disappear
I'll be right here when I disappear
I'll be right here when I disappear
I'll be right here when I disappear
I'll be right here when I disappear
I'll be right here when I disappear
I'll be right here when I disappear

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Brett W. Gurewitz, Greg Graffin