Take It Off - Willy Mason

He wants to let the world die

Put himself on a spaceship

He gets that gleam in his eye

Says «we just got to face it»

His god is the dollar

He thinks he’ll be chosen

One of the fortunate few

While we’re burned to frozen

???

righteous

In his foolish facade

Calling the devil

And asking for god

Sadly mistaken

Slowly he drowns

And with him we go

Like a jewel in his crown

Take it off take it off

You’re not my king

Take it off take it off

Take it off you’re not my king

Take it off take it off

Take it off you’re not my king

Take it off take it off