"The Nerd Reich" lyrics
I was standing on a ledge contemplating the ocean in a boat in the Strait of Hormuz
If they ain't got a mission and they still ain't winning, can't you at least get the boys some food?
When they nuke Iran, and Jesus don't come back, and your son's still gay, and there's no cheap gas
When the vengeance of nations finally comes to port
Will you be bitching about men playing women sports?
I get weary
I get nervous
They hired a clown, we get the whole damn circus
Lord, I get tired
I feel uptight
Turn your back for a second, it's the Nerd Reich
On day 184
Of a three-day war
I drove my truck lo Lake America
I was thinking about drowning
When my youth pastor found me
Slapped a wedding ring on my thumb
I cried out to Jesus
I cried out to mom
I got Peter Thiel
He listens closer than God
I said, "Now, what's with these cameras pointing at me?"
He said, "Don't do nothing wrong. There won't be nothing to see."
Gee, I get weary
They can hear
This one goes out to my buddies up at Palantir
I said, "Now, since you're already listening, I must ask"
"What's the low-down on this fella y'all call 'JD Vance'?"
He said, "He's a carbon life form wearing khaki pants
You know: we play the song and, buddy, he does the dance
He did some Catholic gymnastics, washed his mouth out with soap
But even God and the king, and two popes said, 'Nope'."
He gets weary
He gets hit
But it's all bound to happen when you drag Appalachia through shit
How fast do I got a jog to beat a robot dog?
I know it's smarter than the guy with the leash
Get me to 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue where the law can't lay a hand on me
Oh. What war is it?
What wife is it?
For G I joke
My favorite Fox and Friend Captain Testosterone
I heard that Pete wants in office but he lost his war
I'd laugh if I hadn't seen the show before
I get weary
I get nervous
They hired a clown, you get the whole damn circus
Lord, I get tired
I feel uptight
Turn your back for a minute, it's the Nerd Reich
If they ain't got a mission and they still ain't winning, can't you at least get the boys some food?
When they nuke Iran, and Jesus don't come back, and your son's still gay, and there's no cheap gas
When the vengeance of nations finally comes to port
Will you be bitching about men playing women sports?
I get weary
I get nervous
They hired a clown, we get the whole damn circus
Lord, I get tired
I feel uptight
Turn your back for a second, it's the Nerd Reich
On day 184
Of a three-day war
I drove my truck lo Lake America
I was thinking about drowning
When my youth pastor found me
Slapped a wedding ring on my thumb
I cried out to Jesus
I cried out to mom
I got Peter Thiel
He listens closer than God
I said, "Now, what's with these cameras pointing at me?"
He said, "Don't do nothing wrong. There won't be nothing to see."
Gee, I get weary
They can hear
This one goes out to my buddies up at Palantir
I said, "Now, since you're already listening, I must ask"
"What's the low-down on this fella y'all call 'JD Vance'?"
He said, "He's a carbon life form wearing khaki pants
You know: we play the song and, buddy, he does the dance
He did some Catholic gymnastics, washed his mouth out with soap
But even God and the king, and two popes said, 'Nope'."
He gets weary
He gets hit
But it's all bound to happen when you drag Appalachia through shit
How fast do I got a jog to beat a robot dog?
I know it's smarter than the guy with the leash
Get me to 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue where the law can't lay a hand on me
Oh. What war is it?
What wife is it?
For G I joke
My favorite Fox and Friend Captain Testosterone
I heard that Pete wants in office but he lost his war
I'd laugh if I hadn't seen the show before
I get weary
I get nervous
They hired a clown, you get the whole damn circus
Lord, I get tired
I feel uptight
Turn your back for a minute, it's the Nerd Reich
