(In the style of The Ramones “I Wanna Be Sedated”)
Twenty-twenty I can’t take it no more
I’m effin’ frustrated
Nothing to do and nowhere to go
I’m effin’ frustrated
Just get me past November
Put me in deep sleep
Hurry hurry hurry before I effin’ leap
I can’t control my thinking
I can’t control my feed
Oh no no no no no
Twenty-twenty-twenty more weeks to go
I’m effin’ frustrated
Nothing improves no one even knows
I’m effin’ frustrated
Just put me in a coma
Unplug my effin’ brain
Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane
I can’t ignore the racists
I can’t ignore the hate
Oh no no no no no
Twenty-twenty is not funny no more
I’m effin’ frustrated
Nothing is cured no hope to wish for
I’m effin’ frustrated
Just put me on a rocket
Launch me into space
I’m about done with this effin’ human race
We can’t control our hatred
We can’t control disgrace
Oh no no no no no
I’m effin’ frustrated
I’m effin’ frustrated
I’m effin’ frustrated
I’m effin’ frustrated