Hey Jebediah, just got some news from New York City.
Seems the economy’s bent on crashing,
and tonight Jeb, it ain’t lookin’ pretty.
I swear it’s true
death, destruction, mayhem too
What will we do?

Hey Jebidiah, I know that you’re a prepper
so break out those MREs and pass the salt and pepper
Come on, let’s eat.
Put down your phone and take a seat
No time to tweet…

Oh, get set for anarchy
oh, get set for anarchy
oh, get set for anarchy
oh, get set for anarchy
set for anarchy

Hey Jebediah, although my time with you’s been stellar,
I’d appreciate it now if you’d stay on your side of the cellar.
Don’t come near.
You’ve made your intentions oh so clear
I love ya too, but I ain’t queer.

Hey Jebediah, hear that mob raging in the distance?
Let’s dig up those ARs you buried out back here last summer and show them some resistance.
Lock and load.
I see them coming up the road.
They’ll all get pwned.

Oh, get set for anarchy
oh, get set for anarchy
oh, get set for anarchy
oh, get set for anarchy

The crowd out there’s a thousand strong,
but we’ve got guns and ‘nades and bombs.
We’ll shoot ‘em all if there’s no other way.
Our friends would all make fun of us,
but they won’t last too long because
they’ve gone and surrendered all their arms away.
Jebediah I can promise you
that by the time that they get through
the world will never ever be the same.
And who’s to blame…?

Hey Jebediah, I know that times are gettin’ tougher
but with you gnawing off my arm, that makes it even rougher.
I’m not dead.
You’ll have to wait for me to die before you’re fed.
You know that's what I said.
Hey, Jebediah, I’m not dead.
No, I’m not dead.

Oh, get set for anarchy
oh, get set for anarchy
oh, get set for anarchy
oh, get set for anarchy
set for anarchy