We're coming to a cliff
When it comes to debt
90 miles an hour
With the wind set at our backs

Foot stomped down full throttle
Eyes a crazy glaze
Gassing up the mental
Much too late to use the brakes
and wouldn't if we could for heaven's sake

Wild wind blowing through our hair
Wads of cash flying everywhere
Tossing our future out the window
Trying to buy off 4 more years

Not a single speed bump can be seen
To slow this car crash down
Packed tight van of ignorance
Heading straight into the ground

With the cliff straight up ahead
Kiddies keep those blindfolds on
Talk radio set at full blast
In this end over end out of control
let's just hope those seatbelts hold