Angels and demons holding hands and whistling "Dixie”,
We haven't had that kind of fun 'round here since 1960,
We wait in longer lines, than the Russians ever did,
Selling our children’s souls to the highest bid,
I can't describe the way it feels!
The sun will blare out of your eyes,
When I get to The Green Building,
My arrival will be televised,
When I get to The Green Building,
When I get to The Green Building
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...
Satan's cheerleaders prancing 'round the maypole in December,
We haven't had that kind of spectacle here since I can remember,
Our fearless leaders say they're equal to the task,
And every point of view on this depends on who you ask,
It doesn't matter any way
Our prophecies are realized,
When I get to The Green Building,
The stars will shine out of your eyes,
When I get to The Green Building,
When I get to The Green Building
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...
Isn't it interesting to see whose heart shall pass,
When they try to hide them, but they're made of glass?
And isn't it interesting to see who lives or dies
On the rollercoasters and the waterslides?
And isn't it interesting to watch them play their game
(Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...)
When they're all such cheaters and they have no shame?
(Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...)
And isn't it interesting to hear the demons sing
(Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...)
When the doorbell rings (Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...)
At The Green Building? (Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...)
Isn't it interesting?
Isn't it interesting?
When the doorbell rings
At The Green Building
Isn't it interesting?
Isn't it interesting?
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