Made in America

You thought that you could outsmart

The very thing that runs the blood of your kind?

You're sick with greed and a lust

For that, you will give up your will and your pride

You're hoping you will be saved

No matter what you have raised

Behold the depths of depravity and decay

It's happened on your watch

Your time is running out before worlds collide

You went and opened the box

And then it came in a slick little package

That drove you insane

'Cause your thirst for stuff

Is never slaked

And now the end is nigh, the apocalypse here

In a package that's not what it appears

You may ask why the doll, well that's all it takes

When you're made in America

In a valley of silicon

Welcome to Wiggly's shop

Your America assembly line

We've got toys and trucks and big fat butts

That'll help you pass the time

Hey kids, you know that you grow up

With all the crap you want

Just sprinkle it with dust

And a gob of fuckin' lust

And you wave your world goodbye

Wiggly, wiggly

Wiggle, wiggly

Wiggly, wig-

Wa-wiggle, wiggle

Wiggly, wiggly (wiggle wiggle, wiggle wiggle, wiggle wiggle)

Wiggle, wiggly (wiggle wiggle, wiggle wiggle, wiggle wiggle)

Wiggly, wiggly, wig-

Hello, Mr. Presy-wes

Welcome to Drowsy-Town

It's you!

Don't be frightened

You're my bestest buddy-wud

No! I've come to tell you to leave us alone!

Leave? Just before Christmas?

It's going to be my birthday, you know?

I wouldn't want to miss out on opening all my presents

I think I'll start with you

I'm going to cut open your belly-well

and deck the halls with your gutsy-wutsies!

Enough!

John!

You!

Your minions may do me no harm

Wiggly

for I cut through them with a blade of truth

Begone!

I'm sorry, John, I fucked it up!

Don't worry Mr. President

we'll get you out of here

It's too late, John!

Wiggly's prophet has been chosen

and as soon as she has a doll

she will bring about his birth

You opened the box

A doll came out

And he'll touch down soon

To erase any doubt

That is all you need

To fill your heart

Now the end is nigh

the apocalypse here

In a package that preys

on the worst of your fears

The gambit is done

A work of art

That was made in America

In a valley of silicon

We're all made in America

In a valley of silicon