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Weapons of Mass Dumbass
05:02
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I pledge allegiance to my flag
And to the Republic for which it stands:
Shopping at Wal-Mart while talking on phones
And driving my Hummer to a monster truck show
Don't need to look to the Middle East
Don't need to look farther than your street
To find weapons of mass dumbass
You'll find weapons of mass dumbass
They found weapons of mass dumbass
Right here in the United States of America
I vote for freedom, God, and liberty
I vote to live in a democracy
And I get to choose to drink Pepsi or Coke
Whenever I go to cast my vote
Don't need to look to the Middle East
Don't need to look farther than your feet
To find weapons of mass dumbass
You'll find weapons of mass dumbass
They found weapons of mass dumbass
Right here in the United States of America
Attention all shoppers!
Defeat the terrorists through consumption!
Make America strong!
Buy more plastic crap from China!
Makes a wonderful Christmas gift!
Here's how to order...
But wait! There's more!
Now how much would you pay?
I pledge allegiance to my flag
And to the Super PAC for which it stands
I pay my taxes and I cast my vote
For the American Idol who hits the highest note
Whatcha gonna do with your democracy
When we the people suffer from idiocy?
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2. |
We the People
04:15
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We got miles of trees
Covered with fruits and seeds
Fresh water falls flow streamin'
From this Garden of Eden
Everything we need
Was provided for us free
Just reach out and take a piece...
But, we the people
Like things that go boom
We the people
Live to consume
We the people
Never get enough
We the people
Can fuck some shit up
We think reality
Is HDTV
We touch a tablet screen
And get our shipping free
Drawn like a moth to the light
We swipe away our life
Swipe...swipe...swipe...
So with brains of mush
We strike out in a rush
Don't think too much...
But, we the people
Got a lot of gall
We the people
Love to shock and awe
We the people
Invest in war bonds
We the people
Are fucken morons
We the people
Find comfort in lies
We the people
Make alibis
We the people
Worship movie stars
We the people
Hate who you are
We the people
Bow to violent kings
We the people
Kill everything
We the people
Are racist and proud
We the people
Make mushroom clouds...
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3. |
Fat Man and Little Boy
09:40
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Part I: Fat Man and Little Boy Descend Upon the Village
Fat Man descended on the village
Bellowing moral dissent
The Little Boy scrounged for the tidbits
That shed everywhere he went
Then Fat Man barked unto the peasants
Gather everything you need
The Maiden fingered her possessions
Settling upon a seed
No goodbye's for families
They just disappeared
Far away from Gaiety
No one heard their shrieks of fear
Fat Man secured a few maidens
To satisfy his carnal needs
And because Little Boy liked to burn them
And liked to watch them bleed
Fat Man's cigarette butts lay burning
Near the Maiden as she wept
And Little Boy puffed all he could
Then put them out upon her flesh
Part II: Dance of the Fucked Up Assholes
Ahhhhhh!...
Dum dum dum...
La la la...
Hoy!
Awww...
Ah hah hah!
La la la...
Part III: The Perpetual Appeal
So...
The Maiden's body lay decaying
In a fetid sewer ditch
Fat Man wheezed a scathing eulogy
Coughed blood
Then took a putrid piss
The Little Boy, so young
But also bore a dark spot on his lung
A seed much like the one from which
The Maiden's apron pocket sprung
But relatively soon that seed
Mystically revealed
An imposing cherry tree
From whence the Earth appealed
Part IV: Shin Jin Rui
And when the fires are done
And touched everyone
They will come
Oh, they will come...
Burning away
Burning away
Burn away everyday
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4. |
Cannibals
03:06
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Can't eat another bite
We'll have leftovers again tonight
You know that it's not nice
To take more than your appetite
Provided by God's will
The full resources of the kill
Be sure to clean your plate
There's starving children in the States
Then those cannibals
Picked clean all those bones
The metal bird took flight
Surgical bombing through the night
Remaining at great heights
They never see their victim's eyes
And now the town is still
A crater where once stood a hill
Then making their retreat
They kill more than they could ever eat
Then those animals
Flew back to their homes
And those cannibals
Started digging through the stones
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5. |
Guns!
02:02
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Part I: Guns!
Guns! Guns!
They're shiny and they're fun
Guns! Guns!
Go out and getcha some
Bang, bang, shoot, shoot, kill, kill everyone!
Handguns weren't made for hunting
They're a human killing tool
You can use 'em at the office
Use 'em at a movie
But the most impressive thing to do is
Use 'em at your school!
Guns! Guns!
So Goddamn easy to use
Point! Shoot!
Even if you didn't mean to
They kill just as well if you're eight or eighty-two
Semi-automatics weapons
Ain't a right to bear arms
It's justa right to be crazy
A right to be racist
A right to kill as many people
And inflict the greatest harm
Guns! Guns!
Make a wimp feel like a stud
Guns! Guns!
Reconcile your grudge
And get another one to keep in your monster truck
Yee Haw!
Part II: This Just In...
This just in! People who own guns shoot more people than people who don't own guns! We'll bring you more as the story develops!
Part III: Kill All the People
Here's the church
Here's the steeple
Open the doors
And kill all the people
Here's the church
Here's the steeple
Open the doors
And kill all the people
Open the doors!
Open the doors!
Open the doors!
Kill all the people!
Part IV: In a Related Story...
In a related story! White cops kill more unarmed black people than white people who are not cops! More from our roving African-American reporter out in the field!
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6. |
Sandy Speaks
07:11
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Part I: Sandy Speaks
White people:
Black people know that all lives matter
But what I need you guys to understand
If all lives mattered
Would there need to be a hash tag for #BlackLivesMatter?
Show me in American history
Where all lives have mattered
Black racists have no power
Whereas white racists do
They have power because they are in positions of control
Or they are in positions where they can influence
The control over black people
All lives might matter
When black lives matter
You can stand there
Surrender to the cops
And still be killed
Part II: Sync Speaks
Officer Brian murdered Sandra Bland
The moment he asked her to put her cigarette out
This is the moment that he chose to abuse his position of control
This is the moment that it became a white person
Trying to put a black person in her place
Now it was personal
Racial
Master and slave
You see, it's irrelevant if it was suicide or murder
Either way, Sandra Bland died because of the choice that Brian made that day
Officer Brian has blood on his hands
And I'm sure he knows it
I'm sure he feels it every day that he wakes up
Every night he goes to sleep
He tries to wash it off each morning
And pretend that he's not a murderer while in line at Starbucks
Justice is not determined by judge nor jury
Prison doesn't reform
Only a change of heart can free Brian now
A life of honesty, integrity, and unwavering commitment to truth
Throwing himself upon the mercy of his own soul
And asking forgiveness of the universe
It's clear the black life didn't matter
Part III: Black Lives Matter
Black lives matter!
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7. |
God Awful
05:41
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Part I: God Awful
I've read the scriptures
And they seem like myth to me
But I don't profess to know or say
Just what they mean
But you presume their meanings
Then you chew and spit 'em out
And then expect me to accept
Your fairytale account
God awful
Yeah, you
You're so God awful
That's true
You like to ambush
Lonely, unsuspecting souls
Who've got oatmeal for brains
And IQ's of dinner rolls
They're helpless and they're homeless
They've got nowhere else to dwell
But if that's what it takes to get to heaven
I'd rather go to hell
You're so God awful
Yeah, you
You're so God awful
That's true
We think your views
Are so absurd, naïve, and lame
They're so destructive to religion
You give God a bad name
So if y'all wanna worship silly shit
Up in your church, that's cool
Just keep it outta government
And out of our public schools
Part II: Exorcism (Back Off Devil!)
Back Off Devil!
Ooh!
Ooh!
Ugga bugga!
Ooh!
Ooh!
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8. |
Keep Out the Riff Raff
04:58
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Yeah, well it's all mine
And you can't occupy
We put up a fence
All around the one percent
Yeah, it's a fight
But you're alright
We gave you a safety net
That's how we're keeping out the riff raff
Keep out the riff raff
Act fast, don't want a back lash
Riff raff, keep out the riff raff
If they talk back, give 'em some more crack
Keep our fair city clean
Keep out the riff raff
Feed them to the machine
Keep out the riff raff
And so now it's time
For you to get in line
Go shop for our supplies
Cause that's why you're alive
Yeah, it's not fair
But we don't care
Just give us your last dime
They use it to keep out the riff raff
Keep out the riff raff
The fat cats are living on your tab
Riff raff, keep out the riff raff
It's odd that they're paying less tax
Keep our fair city clean
Keep out the riff raff
Feed them to the machine
You think the time is near
To level the playing field
You want your piece of pie
The world is on your side
But, how can a mob
Without a job
Stand up to industry?
Because they're keeping out the riff raff
Keep out the riff raff
The fat cats are living on your tab
Riff raff, keep out the riff raff
Don't laugh, you can do the math
Riff raff, keep out the riff raff
It's a fact, Jack they're taking your stash
Riff raff, keep out the riff raff
Fight back, don't give 'em your cash
Your money is their means
To keep out the riff raff
Spend it thoughtfully...
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9. |
Apple Head
00:37
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When you’re free and easy
And the weather’s cold and breezy
Would your Mother let you do it
For a while?
When you come and tell me
Apple Head you really sell me
Even when you eat me
With your smile
Oh, Apple Head
I thought you were dead
My mother just made
Cinnamon apple pie
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Whatever you do
Whatever you say
It's always a big fucken lie
Hemp can't get you high
It'll just give you a headache
I know you knew all the time
It's been falsely maligned
But you're motivated by greed
Logic cast aside
Lobbyists and industry
Pay you to deny
Open up your eyes...
It's not pot, it's hemp mutherfucker!
It's not pot, it's hemp!
Whatever you say
Whatever you do
It's always a big fucken mess
Hemp's the perfect fix
You say you wanna create jobs
You say you want invest
You're a hypocrite
Hemp don't need your pesticides
Soils will improve
Of all the things that it provides
There's one thing it won't do
Hemp won't get you high
Hemp won't get you high
Hemp won't get you high
Hemp won't get you high
It won't give you the munchies
You won't giggle and drool
It won't diminish ambition
You won't drop out of school
H.E.M.P.
H.E.M.P. for victory!
H.E.M.P.
H.E.M.P. for you and me!
It's always the same
It's some fucken game
Look what you've done to the Earth
Bill your progeny
What have you left for your children
There's nothing left in the dirt
No biodiversity
And as your war on hemp turns green
And sanity resumes
The irony's not lost on me
That now pot's legal too
Open up your eyes...
It's not pot, it's hemp mutherfucker!
It's not pot, it's hemp!
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