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400-150-at-6
02:56
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Lyrics:
Each and every weekend now,
400 shot, 150 killed
And the 6 o'clock news cover's
How Red are the dead
It's okay, they just play
It's just a protest, is all they say
400 shot, 150 killed
Downtown's ashes, and Manhattan Island moved, to the Jersey, Jersey Landfills
(Real-estate is hot over here..., huhh, yeah... my house' worth half-a-mil... ...)
So pledge allegiance to the Flag
Of the United States of America, America, ummmm
And to the Republic, for which it stands, // //
One Nation under God, yeehaw and indivisible, with liberty and justice for all, yeah, uhhh, it's orgasmic, remember that song?
Each and every weekend now,
400 shot, 150 killed
And the 6 o'clock, news, cover's
How Red or Blue... are the dead
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2. |
Piece-a-Oregon
02:06
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Piece-ah, Oregon (c) 2021 ustaknow [D G D A D A G D]
Lyrics:
The world's upside down, it just makes no sense
The news this morning, just made me whence
Portland Or-e-gone, it now has the best
Pizza they say, they reported with zest // //
What the happened to New York,
Manhattan west,
Didn't they used to, just be the best
Thin and crisp, or Sicilian ingest // //
What did they do, how could this happen
One can only speculate, and provide ingest
They were to worried how blue was their crew
And no one likes tamales in their crust only stew
So, now we'll have to sit,
In that cold north west rain
And pay the price for a slice
But at least after a bud or two
Your munchies will sat-i-ate, with your new,
Or-e-gone crew!
Or-e-gone crew! 2x
Yes they're the best, the best in the West
Or-e-gone crew! 2x
Pizza is there for you, it's the best
They're the new Pizza, now they're, the best
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Lyrics:
Having nothing, makes you fearless
All that worry, shit, I could care less
In fight or flight, you’ll be made a mess
If you want, mental health
I’ll give you that wealth
Burn all your books, survive human stealth
Wake up, from your woke-ness
You’re just broke-ness, and worthless
Seeking a social, seeking soft kisses
How does one caress nakedness
For no reason but to force weakness
Ahh, your screechyness just cause, more, freak-ee-ness
So you say you want a revolution, but only talk death and destruction
You say change the world, and seek chemical castration
Claiming natural evolution, engineered in foreign basements
You collect money, for minds that hate, and no you can’t wait
You scream change your constitution for all your institutions
And carry portraits, of Chavez, and Mao
Len and Mac sung this in, 1970 dippy wishes
And yet no ones, yet learned
of what it is, the real trumpet, concern
Repeat Verse 1
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4. |
Apocalyptic_underscored_
03:31
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Lyrics:
Something evil's coming
Something bad
Something mad's coming
It sure ain't glad, to see me
Ohh..., born, same time, same pail 2x's
The good Lord saw fit
To put me in the pit
The Den... ...
And, survive the fight
Something evil
Something bad
Something mad
It sure ain't glad, to see me
Ohh... ...
Eww... ...
Ahh... ...
Hahh.. ...
[spoken]
Ohhh, born, same time, same pail no nails,
Just a sail..., time bad..., [uuhh oohh… [3x’s]] //
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5. |
Aunty Anti Facist
04:42
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Lyrics:
F#m
I weep for innocence and the darkness of men's hearts
A
To hate so freely easily, carefree all tar-gets
E
With gleeful abandon they overshadow good
D A
To them all that's good, could never be understood
F#m
They say, let the lame remain lame
A
If not our tribe today
E
And if our tribe changes
D A
Let them perish in our rage
F# A
I hear antifah exploiting, children of the corn
E D
So I jumped into the fight, to avoid that dawn
F#m A
Of the new age of the mighty, mighty social scorn
E D A
And block their sending signals using music to warn
F#m A
American millennialism, the new colonialism
E D
It's the latest exploitation, of the new under casts
F#m A
For better or for worse, their loosing their fight
E D A
'Cause what they insist that matters, changes, every night [nightly fast]
F#m A
So we now got singers and songwriters, posing for the machine
E D
The one that they been building, since, 20, 16
F#m A
To take the entire government, as fifth column bind
E D A
And if they get their way [this time], its people to be robbed blind
F#m A
So don't be the fool, don't be used as arms
E D
For antifah signaling changes, to movements across our land
F#m A
It is you that they fight against, and all the rest ignite
E D A
Their movement for destructon, for the new China Dim Right
F#m A
They've taken Californ, Seattle, and Oregon
E D
Looks like they got Illinois, and New York State thru
F#m A
Way down to the Delaware, and parts of Texas too
E D A
Though they got some edges, don't you let them take, the, Red-White, and Blue
F#m
Land as well as you-all can,
A
and fight antifah, fight
E
This very night could be the night,
D A
They take you by their blight
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6. |
Young Children Sing
03:22
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Educators of your, young children sing,
Let them die, let them die, let them die,
Like Uncle Goebbels, in gauleiter land
Lysenkoism, is on the rise
CHORUS:
Oh amber fields of grey
How now do we prey
When allow with nothing, to say
Educators of your, young children sing,
What you do and say on your backyard swing
Galileo saw the moons of Jupiter, in 1610
What do you see today, from your feñce
[CHORUS]
Educators of your, young children sing,
Like, ole Uncle, Uncle Mao (POW POW POW)
Watch carefully young child, watch your parents swell
There are traitors among you, now tell all your cells
[CHORUS]
Zedong, Goebbels oh and others too
No, they're not through, through with you
Unlike Lazarus resurrected, these walking dead
On Monday through Friday, seven o'clock fed
[CHORUS]
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We run for the borders, to the borders to sea
All the great things, things that there be
Flowers being offered, in bundles of twelve
However many virgins, fit your boot swell
We know how many holes, fill the Albert Hall
How many holes, fill our borders wall
Stadiums and restaurants shut down well
And no plastic cages, holding orphans fall
The six foot rule and triple mask protect
Only applies to, the White picket fence
Not autonomous shack zones, with AK-Fence’s swell
Or any uncle-anti, anyone’s guess witless
Rome burned, in six days
In five Katrina’s rath, unleashed satan’s path
America in ‘21, 6 days is all it took
Total chaos cooks, baked in their political soot
No Cat’s in that hat, that cap’s quite empty
They said not to worry, we got brains a plenty
No more teachers dirty looks, no more books
Only teachers, giving, dirty looks
We run for the borders, to the borders to sea
All the great things, that there be
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- Backing vocals for rhythm
[Fair use news broadcasts and a Federal employee that does not own his words, in so many ways, anyway.]
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Credits:
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I'll be leaving you..., some day
Never count in me..., I'll then, make you pay
If even a lowly loving dog, in service every day
Phuck you, phuck you, phuck you
Where are all the blabber mouths
Flying diapered Balloons
So afraid of the Mirror
Now hiding buffoons
From the upper west, west side
To the streets of ill, a, noise
As the west coast burns with poise
And southern ports churn with pride
I'll be leaving you..., some day
Never count in me..., I'll then, make you pay
If even a lowly loving dog, in service every day
Phuck you, phuck you, phuck you
There really is no way
To avoid the all squads
From Boeing 767's
To Congress and the Senate clods
This lawless, illegitimate, government
Says, resist the law and fast
Ignore Supreme Court rulings
All well placed thing's are past
I'll be leaving you..., some day
Never count in me..., I'll then, make you pay
If even a lowly loving dog, in service every day
Phuck you, phuck you, phuck you
These new puppet-head, ways...
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C F G 3x’s [ohh, ahhh, hahhh]
C F G
The President declares war on eighty, million Americans
C F G
Declares his patients [sic] are wearing thin
Am
So the surrender to unvaxed Taliban
G
Is just another part, of his Master Race Plan
C F G
Oh to be a dim oh crat
C F G
As dim as dim may be
C F G
Stuffing ballot boxes,
Am
With chickens in every pot
Am Am
Gaming the system of crap
C F G
When the President speaks, no one listens
C F G
No they read, for clare-a-tea
C F G
With search engine blocking
Am C G
And every dim mocking what America used to be
C F G
So it's been a few, short, twenty years
c F G // // C
Since we trounced Brit’n circa 17 - 76
F G Am
The new global enemy, call'em what you like
G
But it's just another dim spike
C F G
Oh to be a dim oh crat
C F G
As dim as dim may be
C F G
Stuffing ballot boxes,
Am
With chickens in every pot
G
Gaming the system of crap..., yes
C F G
The President declares war on eighty, million Americans
C F G
Declares his patients - they’re wearing thin
Am
So the surrender to unvaxed Taliban
C G
Is just another part, of his Master Race Plan
C F G C F G
With open southern borders, with free rides middle of the night
C F G C F G Am!
To place far and wide for demise of the right
- - - - - - - Am // // Am // // G
No rage does he bear to his many many friends
G - - - -
No friends of any, Amer - i - can
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11. |
Ten Little Minions
02:50
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D // //
D
Ten little Minions standin' in a line
Am
One toddled home and then there were nine
D
Nine little, eight little, seven Minions more
D
Political sadists, worst among scores
Am
All went to sleep and now a sic core
Am
Six little Minions all, Left, -alive
E G D
One kicked the bucket and then there were five
Am
Five little, four little, three Minions more
All quite befuddled, tumbling at their store
/ E
One fell over, and now three's, at the door
Am
Three little Minions out in a canoe
Am
All start to fight, fight for the coup
E G D
One knocked the other and now there's only two
Am
Two little Minions foolin' with the Son
E
One knocked the Other, and then there was one
Am
One little Minion now livin' all alone
E
Finally got religion, and then there were none
G D
If you're gonna conquer, take over a land
Am / / E
At least do better, than the last hue-man
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