Put in your combat teeth,
We're preparing for war.
Don't ask me what weapons to choose,
Or what we'll use them for.
Strap on your smile.
Dance for a while,
Admire the view like it's the last thing you'll do,
In this blinkered denial.
Drop down and give me none,
This plan will go awry!
I've mixed in a Heaven sent scheme,
One we can all live by.
Jubilant joy
Lives to destroy.
So live out your scene like it's all you have been,
The weekend is your toy!
