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May 26, 2017


Fool School

This nation is in Fool School Taking all the classes Taught by a clique of nearly Brainless evil asses. Making up the facts, they do Exactly what they’re told. They’re replacing our integrity With lies they are sold. Do you believe in equal rights And children who are fed? The monsters in charge all say

My Country

My country does not believe in equality. It buys excuses for elitism and misogyny. It covers up its greed and its brutality And makes up ugly labels for decency. My country sings its songs about freedom But often denies it to those who need some. It celebrates our heritage with beer and rum And marches

Republican Credo

WishyWashington D.C., you see, consistently. They flip and they flop And they never seem to stop Unless we are talking about blacks Then they never take anything back. They want our wonderful free nation To turn back into a great big plantation Where the only people who have rights Are the wealthiest of all of

Camp Song

I have a wish Though it seems unlikely Hey Liley, Liley, Lo. Arresting the GOP Going on nightly, Hey Liley, Liley, Lo. It’s a lovely dream It can’t start to early Pick them up By their short and curlies. I don’t know, But I’ve been told Republican pockets Are stuffed with gold! Sound off! One

Republican Rash

          My butt’s all sore From ass kicks about my lifestyle! My neighbor’s sore From raising a child from rape. Meanwhile the GOP and friends Are thumping on their Bibles And driving our country to ruin Each  running around wearing a cape. I’ve got a very bad case Of the Republican

Death By GOP

We’re slowly dying of thirst In the desert of Trickle Down. Allowing politicians to lie And constantly fool around With the laws, rewording them So, they leave us all out. Today, that’s what being a Republican is all about The GOP takes money And waves it in our face. They don’t know the meaning Of


There may be a heaven And maybe a hell But there is one thing I know damn well; There are devils around And they do their worst To put the working man Into a poor man’s hearse. They hate poor people And kiss the royal ass Of those who they think Represent real class. And

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