Happy anniversary, schools are short of funds
This is what I say, give the kids more guns
All of the cla**es are on how to k**
If you don't teach them then someone else will
Happy d**h-day to Columbine
Let's make the world an Oklahoma City, fine
Wacky Waco, happy d**h-day, babies that were burned
The wheel has turned
Happy d**h-day to you
Happy d**h-day to you
Barricades are growing in the halls
Bullet holes are stitching in the walls
The students are well-armed but so are the pigs
This thing is gonna be big
We must now attack the very children that we taught
That they must never fight the f**ed up wars that we had fought
Someone detonates a bomb, they said that it was huge
Bull dozed all the evidence and blamed it on some stooge
Happy d**h-day to Columbine
Let's make the world an Oklahoma City, fine
Wacky Waco, happy d**h-day, babies that were burned
Hey look, the Wheel has turned
Happy d**h-day
Happy d**h-day to Columbine
Let's make the world an Oklahoma City, fine
Wacky Waco, happy d**h-day, babies that were burned
Babies that were burned, baby, baby, baby
There's only one way to save you
Rape, maim and enslave you
Finish what we started
I guess you could say that God farted