Microwave for 30 seconds at nine

This week we were thankful
Can count ourselves truly blessed
And we will feed the next month
On everything that's left

Y'all know the drill, at nine

It looks like they want a coup
And to that: fat chance
So here's what we are going to do
Have a good time and dance

I kid you not, starting at nine

The final affront has been launched
Hoping to kill the truth
With unconvincing arguments
And total lack of proof

Count along at nine

I know that I can't speak for you
You have your voice, it should be heard
But I'll be glad when this is through
Right now, it just seems too absurd

We'll start at nine

Next week will be all kinds of dumb
Tonight, we're just having fun

This is fine, at nine

Satan raises his wicked staff
Beneath, the demon cackles swell
Devils join in with their laugh
And merry times are had in hell

Let's wake them up at nine

Halloween comes closer
It's right there, just ahead
In keeping with the spirit
Tonight's things that are dead