What Could Possibly Go Wrong?

Here in the bosom of America We love the things that make our country strong We give our little sons Lots of love and lots of guns So what could what could possibly go wrong? Here in the bosom of America We sit at our computer all night long We pour ourselves a drink And then we tweet before we think Oh what could possibly go wrong? We teach our kids that when they lose they're winners That everything they do, they do the best We fill them up with sweets and TV dinners And when they're stuffed up to the gills We strap them in and take our pills Klonopin, Ativan, Paxil, and Valium I need a pill just to sit down and tally 'em Wopaval's good, I got Librium here And I chase 'em all down with a bucket of beer Here in the bosom of America My little boy can speak out to the throng And though he's quite the malcontent Someday he might be president! Oh what could possibly go-- Wrong, wrong, lock her away Mike Teavee is changing up the USA I hacked a golden ticket Thats how I won You gotta break rules to get the job done I don't need to go outside to be what I be Reality is something I can get from TV America get ready for my cyber attack Mike Teavee is winning There's no going back Here in the bosom of America We're off to sing the Willy Wonka song A golden ticket in his hand Yes Mike Teavee's in full command Oh what could possibly go wrong? Wrong Wrong Wrong Wrong Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong Mrs. Teav