Been through so much sh** now
Haven't we all

And I live in this body
That I don't really like

And I spend my life alone

And I can forget about success
Or a career or a future in this country

Just store food and water
And get ready for a big collapse

You're on your own soldier!

But that's okay
Grandpa was on his own
In North Africa

I'm tough, I'm mean
And I will survive

Bcause that is all I ever do
I certainly don't have
Many good feelings

I don't know any pretty women
I don't have fun

I scrape and scrap
For every lousy worthless dollar

And I'll keep my can opener
Close at hand

I need to store up more canned foods
Cause this is a nation in a whole bunch
Of trouble