Timeshares - The Boot (GTFO) Lyrics

Entire communities
That you've refused to see
That have thanklessly sustained
Two goddamn centuries
Of human atrocities
That, try as you might
You can't erase

They form the boot
That punts your ass clear out the doorway
And steps on out to enjoy the view
Takes a brief dance
Upon the groundwork we could lay
It's not your grave
But it'll have to do

Thank god for businessmen
Dangling promises
Where there used to be a roof
Drawing from the national reserve
Of human collateral you burned
Who couldn't die
In a way that satisfied you

Stand before the boot
That punts your ass clear out the doorway
And if your buddies want
They can lick on this one too
Take a brief dance
Upon the groundwork we could lay
It's not your grave
But it'll have to do

And I'm not saying your successor is the answer
I'm just saying you're a cancer

Here comes the boot
And it doesn't seem enough
But it'll do as a placeholder
'Til they stick your ass in cuffs
Now get the fuck out
Get the fuck out
Let there be no shred of doubt
Stoking fear in the poor bastards
That you shove in the grave fast as
Gutless cronies will allow
Get the fuck out