Lyrics:
I'ma put the Compton swap meet by the White House
Republican run up, get socked out
Hit the prez with a Cuban link on my neck
Uneducated, but I got a million-dollar check like that
We should never gave, we should never gave
Niggas money, go back home
Money, go back home
We should never gave, we should never gave
Niggas money, go back home
Money, go back home
(Everybody get out!)
Guess they ain't strong enough to handle their jail time
Weak minds keep tryin' follow the street signs
I'm standing on the roof of my building, I'm feelin'
The whirlwind of beef I inhale it just like an acrobat
Ready to hurl myself through the hoops of fire
Sippin' eighty proof, bulletproof under my attire
Could be the forces of darkness
Against hood angels of good that form street politics
Makes a sweet honest kid turn illegal for commerce
To get his feet out of them Converse
That's my word!
I feel like a black republican, money keep comin' in
Can't turn my back on the hood, I got love for them
Can't clean my act up for good, too much thug in 'em
Probably in the back in the hood, I fuck it then
I feel like a black militant takin' over the government
Can't turn my back on the hood, too much love for them
Can't clean my act up for good, too much thug in 'em
Probably end up back in the hood, I'm like fuck it then
Father (Doggfather, Doggfather)
Snoop Doggy Dogg
Is Doggy Doggyfather (fuck the democrats, fuck the Republicans)
Father (it's all about the gangsta party)
(And you know that, 'cause I'm the Doggfather) Snoopy, Snoopy
Snoop's Doggy Dogg is Dogg, is Doggy's father, father (yeah, Doggfather)
Snoop's Doggy Dogg is Doggy Doggy's father, father (Dogg, Dogg, ohh)
(And you know that)
Snoop Doggy Dogg is Doggy Doggyfather
Father (and you know that)
Snoop Doggy Dogg
Okay, here we go
Yeah, I'm afraid, like I'm scared as a dog
But I've got a new song, and I want y'all to sing along
Sing along
See this is the way that we walk on a sunny day
When it's rainin' inside and you're all alone
All alone, yeah
'Cause the whole world loves it when you don't get down
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
And the whole world loves it when you make that sound
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
And the whole world loves it when you're in the news
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
And the whole world loves it when you sing the blues
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
Take a little trip, hater, pack up your mind
Look forward, not behind, then you'll see what you find
I caught a sucker dying 'cause he thought could rhyme
Now if his momma is a quarter, daughter must be a dime
I gotta meet her, don't take no shorts, I don't use abbreviation
I don't even play the radio neither
Only if I need to know the sports or the weather
I'm a cool type of brother, but yup, your head I'll sever from the neck
See ain't nothing changed, hit the stage
Set a date, sucker, in battle we can engage
I'll slice you, wife you, marry you, divorce you
Throw the Porsche at you, is what I'm forced to do
With my back against the wall, crack his back, y'all
Nah, it ain't went nowhere like havin' hair with stylin' gel in it
Throw a curl in it
Dread that nappy shit up, throw a shell in it
Whatever floats your boat, or finds your lost remote
And this for them niggas workin' at the airport who got laid off
I take my shades off
If you look straight in my eyes, you still might see a disguise
Because the whole-whole world-world
'Cause the whole world loves it when you don't get down
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
And the whole world loves it when you make that sound
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
And the whole world loves it when you're in the news
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
And the whole world loves it when you sing the blues
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
Player, I grind, my focus is crime
Raw with the rhyme, I'm slick with the slime
My words are diamonds dug out a mine
Spit 'em, polish, look how they shine
Glitter, glisten, gloss, floss
I catch a beat running like Randy Moss
Ride that bitch off like a brand new horse
I'm rollin' my stone, gather no moss
Mommy, I'm coming, I hope you get off
Or rock your own boat like Aaliyah, then talk
Back, back, forth, forth
Get that sailor on course, course
Make that track a corpse, corpse
Rap, roll, utterly rocked
With my mouth to the mic and my hand on my cock
Cadillac OutKast, just won't stop
'Cause the whole world loves it when you don't get down
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
And the whole world loves it when you make that sound
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
And the whole world loves it when you're in the news
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
And the whole world loves it when you sing the blues
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
Turn on the TV and everything is lookin' dismal
Went in the bathroom medicine cabinet, Pepto-Bismol
Need it for my stomach 'cause my tummy kinda aches
Like a junkie on withdrawal, fresh up off the plate
Wait, back to the enemy of the state
Is the Republicans or Democratic candidate?
Debate, now even the black box hold the fate
Clueless like Shaggy and Scooby before commercial break
Hate, extreme prejudice, let's dismiss this
If you want to, you can dub it to your hit list
I know you goin' to, we in this to replenish yo' musical wish list
When it come to this music, we stay relentless
Pursuing all that's pursuable
Doing, God-willing, all things that are doable
The only liable limitation is yourself, Dre
Set it on the right and I'll set it on the left, 'cause
'Cause the whole world loves it when you don't get down
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
And the whole world loves it when you make that sound
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
And the whole world loves it when you're in the news
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
And the whole world loves it when you sing the blues
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
Okay, here we go
Yeah, I'm afraid, like I'm scared as a dog
But I've got a new song, and I want y'all to sing along
Sing along
See this is the way that we walk on a sunny day
When it's rainin' inside and you're all alone
All alone, yeah
'Cause the whole world loves it when you don't get down
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
And the whole world loves it when you make that sound
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
And the whole world loves it when you're in the news
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
And the whole world loves it when you sing the blues
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
Take a little trip, hater, pack up your mind
Look forward, not behind, then you'll see what you find
I caught a sucker dying 'cause he thought could rhyme
Now if his momma is a quarter, daughter must be a dime
I gotta meet her, don't take no shorts, I don't use abbreviation
I don't even play the radio neither
Only if I need to know the sports or the weather
I'm a cool type of brother, but yup, your head I'll sever from the neck
See ain't nothing changed, hit the stage
Set a date, sucker, in battle we can engage
I'll slice you, wife you, marry you, divorce you
Throw the Porsche at you, is what I'm forced to do
With my back against the wall, crack his back, y'all
Nah, it ain't went nowhere like havin' hair with stylin' gel in it
Throw a curl in it
Dread that nappy shit up, throw a shell in it
Whatever floats your boat, or finds your lost remote
And this for them niggas workin' at the airport who got laid off
I take my shades off
If you look straight in my eyes, you still might see a disguise
Because the whole-whole world-world
'Cause the whole world loves it when you don't get down
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
And the whole world loves it when you make that sound
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
And the whole world loves it when you're in the news
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
And the whole world loves it when you sing the blues
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
Player, I grind, my focus is crime
Raw with the rhyme, I'm slick with the slime
My words are diamonds dug out a mine
Spit 'em, polish, look how they shine
Glitter, glisten, gloss, floss
I catch a beat running like Randy Moss
Ride that bitch off like a brand new horse
I'm rollin' my stone, gather no moss
Mommy, I'm coming, I hope you get off
Or rock your own boat like Aaliyah, then talk
Back, back, forth, forth
Get that sailor on course, course
Make that track a corpse, corpse
Rap, roll, utterly rocked
With my mouth to the mic and my hand on my cock
Cadillac OutKast, just won't stop
'Cause the whole world loves it when you don't get down
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
And the whole world loves it when you make that sound
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
And the whole world loves it when you're in the news
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
And the whole world loves it when you sing the blues
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
Turn on the TV and everything is lookin' dismal
Went in the bathroom medicine cabinet, Pepto-Bismol
Need it for my stomach 'cause my tummy kinda aches
Like a junkie on withdrawal, fresh up off the plate
Wait, back to the enemy of the state
Is the Republicans or Democratic candidate?
Debate, now even the black box hold the fate
Clueless like Shaggy and Scooby before commercial break
Hate, extreme prejudice, let's dismiss this
If you want to, you can dub it to your hit list
I know you goin' to, we in this to replenish yo' musical wish list
When it come to this music, we stay relentless
Pursuing all that's pursuable
Doing, God-willing, all things that are doable
The only liable limitation is yourself, Dre
Set it on the right and I'll set it on the left, 'cause
'Cause the whole world loves it when you don't get down
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
And the whole world loves it when you make that sound
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
And the whole world loves it when you're in the news
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
And the whole world loves it when you sing the blues
(Bah-bah-da, bah-bah-bah-da-da)
We just want a safe environment for our kids
But can't escape the sirens
Don't take a scientist to see our violent nature lies in
The poverty that we face so the crime rate's the highest in
The lowest classes, it's like a razor wire fence
And we're trapped in these racial biases
That plague our society which makes our anxiety levels raise
Every time we see a devil's face
Lions, tigers, and bears, oh my
It's more like billy clubs and gats
And we really love it when you think we're guilty 'cause we're black
"But you kill each other, facts
You peel each other's caps, for silly stuff like hats"
Single mother strugglin' through substance abuse
While people with nothin' to lose shoot each other for shoes
Fuck your Republican views
Pull ourselves up by our bootstraps, where the fuck are the boots?
And streets act as a narrator, don't gotta read comics
Or be that into characters, just to see that, just to be black
You better be strapped with a Derringer
Or be "capped in America" like Steve Rogers
'Cause no one oversees these cops and
All we see is 'em beat charges
We done seen 'em beat Rodney King unconscious, and got off
So we don't need all you crooked police officers' peace offerings
Just keep marchin', 'til we reach Congress
But they're gonna say you're tryin' to take an irrational stance
If you try to slander the flag but
Somebody has to be the sacrificial lamb
So they call it a Kaepernick tantrum
If you don't stand for the national anthem
We raise it, you better praise it
Or you'll be made to feel like a traitor, we'll
Treat you like Rodney Dangerfield
Home of the brave is still racist 'ville
So this whole nation feels like a plantation field
In a country that claims that its foundation was based on United States ideals
That had its Natives killed
Got you singin' this star-spangled spiel
To a piece of cloth that represents the "Land of the Free" that made people slaves to build
Yes, I'm splashin', new fashion, I can't take no loss (loss)
I rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart (heart)
I put Endless to denim on rims on my car (skrrt, whoa)
I got a Republican doctor (yeah)
Make my ass great again, MAGA (whoa)
Know you mad now, enchilada (yeah)
When bitches test me, it get messy like soccer
I sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (whoa)
Yes, I'm splashin', new fashion, I can't take no loss
I rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart (no wannabe)
I put Endless to denim on rims on my car (skrrt)
I got a Republican doctor (ha)
Make my ass great again, MAGA (whoa)
Bitch, don't make me rag you, pasta (yeah)
I'm number one, you could only be dolce, Gabbana
I got a Chinese girl, yeah, she from Shanghai (ni hao)
She goes to Parsons in New York, got good eye
I know I love her, only saw her two times
I met her at Dover Street Market, good eye
Ayo, even if my name was Natalie Nunn, these bitches still couldn't chin-check me
That's word to Chanel, they ain't nothin' to see, bitches on TV channelin' me
Harajuku Barbie, Roman Zolanski, from Red Ruby to Chun-Li
I put door knocker earrings in Fendi (oh)
Then stamped the trench coat Burberry
Where the C-O-M-P-E-T-I-T-I-O-N?
I am a patriot, and I love my country
Because my country is all I know
And I ain't no communist,
And I ain't no socialist,
And I ain't no capitalist,
And I ain't no imperialist,
And I ain't no democrat,
Sure ain't no republican either,
I only know one party,
And that is Freedom.
I am... I am... I am...
I am a patriot, and I love my country,
Because my country is all I know.
Yeah, uh (sun in the sky, you know how I feel)
me and the RZA connect (breeze driftin' on by)
Yeah, me and the RZA connect (breeze driftin' on by)
(It's a new life for me, for me, for me, for me)
(Ooh, ooh, and I'm feelin' good)
Yeah uh, and I'll never let my son have an ego
He'll be nice to everyone, wherever we go
I mean, I might even make 'em be Republican
So everybody know he love white people
And I'll never let 'em leave his college girlfriend
And get caught up with the groupies in the whirlwind
And I'll never let 'em ever hit the telethon
I mean even if people dyin' and the world ends
See, I just want him to have an easy life, not like Yeezy life
Just want him to be someone people like
Don't want him to be hated, all the time, judged
Don't be like your daddy that would never budge
And I'll never let him ever hit a strip club
I learned the hard way, that ain't the place to get love
And I'll never let his mom move to L.A.
"Man I worked for one of the biggest companies in New York City
He didn't own his own company, white man owned it, so they owned him
Nobody owns me though"
(Your gangster is not defined)
Your gangster is not defined by how low your jeans fall by your waist
But more how your genes stand up to their expectations
"Never forgetting where you came from"
(Your gangster, your gangster)
Your gangster is not defined by how many rocks are in your watch
But more, how many rocks you move while on your watch
(Gangsters, hustlers, republicans, democrats, pimps and hoes)
Conservatives, labor, the seller, the buyer, the product, the producer
"See you are what you are in this world"
The gangster is absorbed and adored by those that don't understand the laws that govern gangsterment
(Gangsterment, gangsterment)
Gangsterment allows you to make up your own laws and create brand new words
Gangster mentality
(Gangster mentality, an American way created by the white
Mastered by the black, and absorbed by the fiends, taxed by the governmentality, charted by Forbes
If you believe in Jay-Z then you too can be a gangster)
Then you too can be a gangster by any means necessary
By owning that dream, I mean it's a long walk to freedom but
While deep, deep, deep inside the bush
(The war on terror screams, damn it feels good)
Damn it feels good to be a gangster
(To be a gangster, swagger is not a must, it's a liability, a cliche, a bad suit
Cut the bullshit, you know if it wasn't for this, there would be no that)
Which we call, the American Gangster
Or should I just wait for help from Bush
Or Jesse Jackson, and operation Push
If you ask me the whole thing needs a douche
A masengel what the hell cracker sell in the neighborhood
To the corner house bitches
Miss porker, little Joe or Todd Bridges
Or anybody that he know
So I got me a bird, better known as a kilo
Now everybody know I went from po' to a nigga that got dough
So now you put the feds against me
'Cause I couldn't follow the plan of the presidency
I'm never givin' love again
But blacks are too fuckin' broke to be republican
Now I remember I used to be cool
Till I stopped fillin' out my W-2
Now senators are gettin' high
And your plan against the ghetto backfired
So now you got a pep talk
But sorry, this is our only room to walk
'Cause we don't want to drug push
But a bird in the hand is worth more than the bush
Tell the politicians, the hustlers, live and let live (yeah)
Tell the politicians, the hustlers, live and let live (yeah)
and my idea of a perfect world is one in which we really appreciate each other's differences... short/
Democrat/republican, black/white, gay/straight...a world in which all of us are equal, but definitely not the same, right?
We ain't East, we ain't West
We ain't left, we ain't right
We ain't black, we ain't white
We just came here to drink
We're all mud flap suburbans
All ball caps and turbans
All prom queens and strippers
Where the whole kitchen sink and then here
We're the same, everyone knows your name
We just raise up our glass
We don't give a rat's ass
If you're a Democrat or Republican
We're happy to be here and that you can see
We're just all drunk Americans
We ain't second ex-wifes
We ain't cowboys or redskins
Ain't preachers or kingpins
We're just having fun
We're all suits in blue collars
Short orders, long haulers
Paper and plastic, too old and too young
CEOs, GEDs, DUIs, FBIs, PhDs
And we raise up our glass
We don't give a rat's ass
If your belly's too fat, or your wallet's too thin
We're happy to be here and that you can see
We're just all drunk Americans
All drunk Americans
We've been in, we've been out
We've been cool, we've been weird
Thank God we're still here
In the land of the free
And we all, singin' wrong
But we all sing along
Sing along
We just raise up our glass
We don't give a rat's ass
If you're a Democrat or Republican
We're happy to be here and that you can see
We're just all drunk Americans
In these neon lights
We're all stars, we're all straps
And we're all drunk Americans
And the river opens for the righteous
And the river opens for the righteous
And the river opens for the righteous
And the river opens for the righteous
And the river opens for the righteous
Someday
I was walking with my brother
and he wondered what's on my mind
I said, What I believe in my soul
ain't what I see with my eyes
And we can't turn our backs this time
I am a patriot and I love my country
Because my country is all I know
I want to be with my family
people who understand me
I've got nowhere else to go
And the river opens for the righteous
And the river opens for the righteous
And the river opens for the righteous
Someday
And I was talking with my sister
she looked so fine
I said, Baby, what's on your mind
She said, I want to run like the lion
released from the cages
Released from the rages
burning in my heart tonight, yeah
And I ain't no Communist and I ain't no Capitalist
And I ain't no Socialist and I ain't no Imperialist
And I ain't no Democrat so I ain't no Republican
I only know one party and it is freedom
I am, I am, I am
I am a patriot and I love my country
Because my county is all I know
And the river opens for the righteous
And the river opens for the righteous
And the river opens for the righteous
Someday
And the river opens for the righteous
And the river opens for the righteous
And the river opens for the righteous
And the river opens for the righteous
I want to run like the lion
Released from the cages
Released from the rages
I said what I believe in my soul
Ain't what I see with my eyes
Someday
Someday
Someday
Someday
Someday
Too country what's that
Is it like too Republican or too Democrat
Is it too far to the left
Too far to the right
Too straight down the middle
Is it too black or too white
Are the biscuits too fluffy is the chicken too fried
Is the gravy too thick are the peas too black-eyed
Is the iced tea too sweet does it have too much tang
Are there too many lemons in mama's lemon meringue
Too country what's that
It is too many pearls of wisdom under grandpa's old hat
Is it just too old fashioned is it just too antique
Is the question too strong or the answer too weak
Are the roses too red is the sunshine too bright
Are there too many stars in the heavens at night
Are there too many fish that still jump in the stream
Is the blue sky too blue is the clean air too clean
Is the grace too amazing is the steeple too tall
Are there too many "yes sir's", "yes ma'am's"
And "how're why 'all's"
Is the message too real too close to the bone
Do the fiddle and steel remind you too much of home
Is honest and true just not in demand
Too country
Too country
Too country
I don't understand
(Dum, dum..can't find anything
Better to do...you drive me crazy)
Sitting on a castle
On the floor with Esmeralda
Waiting for the Geezer
Captain Crunch to come around
Feeling suicidal 'cause of certain situations
Hanging from the stairs too long
I think I'm coming down
It's time to Crash
(Losin' my mind...yeah, it's time to)
Doin' tons of colon blow
Stuffing it in every hole
Mile high, so am I
Watching Jimmy kiss the sky
Salle diner becomes a blur
With everybody jammin'
Republicans begin to sin
The batwings start a slamming
It's time to crash
(Losin' my mind...yeah, it's time to)
Crash
(Yeah, maybe it's a little late but it's time to)
Crash
You drive me crazy
You drive me crazy
You drive me crazy
Captain Billy Beemish
Put a lamb up on a rack
Thanks for coming Billy
And we hope you're comin' back
The castle will be waiting
For the next bangers and mash
Blanche and Marsha Reznick
Put their marmack with their hash
It's time to crash
Losin' my mind, losin' my mind...
(Hell no)
'Cause we gonna keep it shutdown
DC is a close town, all round
So la-di-di da-di, Republican Party
Repping GOP, doing whatever we want
This is our house, this is our rules
And we did stop (the government)
Yeah, we did stop (shut that down)
Can’t you see it’s we who are the right?
It must be nice, it must be nice
To have Washington on your side
It must be nice, it must be nice
To have Washington on your side
Ev'ry action has its equal, opposite reactions
Thanks to Hamilton, our cab'net's fractured into factions
Try not to crack under the stress, we're breaking down like fractions
We smack each other in the press, and we don't print retractions
I get no satisfaction witnessing his fits of passion
The way he primps and preens and dresses like the pits of fashion
Our poorest citizens, our farmers, live ration to ration
As Wall Street robs 'em blind in search of chips to cash in
This prick is askin' for someone to bring him to task
Somebody gimme some dirt on this vacuous mass so we can at last unmask him
I'll pull the trigger on him, someone load the gun and cock it
While we were all watching, he got Washington in his pocket
It must be nice, it must be nice
To have Washington on your side
It must be nice, it must be nice
To have Washington on your side
Look back at the Bill of Rights
Which I wrote
The ink hasn't dried
It must be nice, it must be nice
To have Washington on your side
So he's doubled the size of the government
Wasn't the trouble with much of our previous government size
Look in his eyes
See how he lies
Follow the scent of his enterprise
Centralizing national credit
And making American credit competitive
If we don't stop it we aid and abet it
I have to resign
Somebody has to stand up for the South
Somebody has to stand up to his mouth
If there's a fire you're trying to douse
You can't put it out from inside the house
I'm in the cabinet, I am complicit in
Watching him grabbin' at power and kissin' it
If Washington isn't gon' listen
To disciplined dissidents, this is the difference
This kid is out
Oh
This immigrant isn't somebody we chose
Oh
This immigrant's keeping us all on our toes
Oh
Let's show these Federalists who they're up against
Oh
Southern motherfuckin'
Democratic Republicans
Oh
Now follow the money and see where it goes
Oh
Because every second the Treasury grows
Oh
If we follow the money and see where it leads
Get in the weeds, look for the seeds of
Hamilton's misdeeds
It must be nice, it must be nice
Follow the money and see where it goes
It must be nice, it must be nice
The emperor has no clothes
We won't be invisible, we won't be denied
Still
It must be nice, it must be nice
To have Washington on your side
It's Christmastime in Washington
The Democrats rehearsed
Gettin' into gear for four more years
Things not gettin' worse
The Republicans drink whiskey neat
And thanked their lucky stars
They said, 'He cannot seek another term
They'll be no more F-D-R's
I sat home in Tennessee
Staring at the screen
With an uneasy feeling in my chest
And I'm wonderin' what it means
[Chorus]
So come back Woody Guthrie
Come back to us now
Tear your eyes from paradise
And rise again somehow
If you run into Jesus
Maybe he can help you out
Come back Woody Guthrie to us now
I followed in your footsteps once
Back in my travelin' days
Somewhere I failed to find your trail
Now I'm stumblin' through the haze
But there's killers on the highway now
And a man can't get around
So I sold my soul for wheels that roll
Now I'm stuck here in this town
[Chorus]
There's foxes in the hen house
Cows out in the corn
The unions have been busted
Their proud red banners torn
To listen to the radio
You'd think that all was well
But you and me and Cisco know
It's going straight to hell
So come back, Emma Goldman
Rise up, old Joe Hill
The barricades are goin' up
They cannot break our will
Come back to us, Malcolm X
And Martin Luther King
We're marching into Selma
As the bells of freedom ring
[Chorus]
People, wake up
Figure it out
Religious fanatics
Around and about
The court house, the state house,
The congress, the white house
Criminal saints
With a 'heavenly mission' --
A nation enraptured
By pure superstition
When the lie's so big
And the fog gets so thick
And the facts disappear
The republican trick
Can be played out again
People, please tell me when
We'll be rid of these men!
I was thinking of things that I hate to do
SEX WITH YOUR PARENTS
Things you do to me or I do to you, baby
SEX WITH YOUR PARENTS
Something fatter or uglier than Rush Rambo
Something more disgusting than Robert Dole
Something pink that climbs out of a hole
And there it was - SEX WITH YOUR PARENTS
I was getting so sick of this right wing republican shit
These ugly old man scared of young tit and dick
So I try to think of something that made me sick
And there it was - SEX WITH YOUR PARENTS
Now these old fucks can steal all they want
And they can go and pass laws saying you can't say what you want
And you can't look at this and you can't look at that
And you can't smoke this and you can't snort that
And me baby - I got statistics - I got stats
These people have been to bed with their parents
Now I know you're shocked but hang and have a brew
If you think about it for a minute you know that it's true
They're ashamed and repelled and they don't know what to do
They've had sex with their parents
When they looked into their lovers eyes they saw - mom
In the name of the family values we must ask whose family
In the name of the family values we must ask - Senator
It's has been reported that you have had
Illegal congress with your mother, - SEX WITH YOUR PARENTS
ah, Senator
An illegal congress by proxy is a
Pigeon by any other name, - SEX WITH YOUR PARENTS
Senators you polish a turd
Here in the big city we got a word
For those who would bed their beloved big bird
And make a mockery of our freedoms
Ah, without even using a condom
Without even saying "no"
By god we have a name for people like that
It's - hey motherfucker
They say not to have too much fun
They say not to get too much sun
Democrat or Republican
Guess I'm screwed I'm neither one
Don't say hell say what the heck
Do what politically correct
Don't pray in school but have safe sex
Isn't that what they expect
[Chorus]
Who are they, yeah you know what they say
Who are they, someone I gotta pay
Who are they, they're probably livin' in L.A.
'
Now I'm in hot-plate heaven,
At the green hotel
Republicans is fine,
If you're a multi-millionaire
Democrats is fair,
If all you own is what you wear
Neither of 'em's really right,
'cause neithor of 'em care
'bout that hot-plate heaven,
'cause they ain't been there
They really oughta go
'n find out how the hall-way smell --
They'd benefit to know
'bout what the bums in there could tell
(of course we're only dreamin',
But I s'pose it's just as well
That's all you get to dream
Up in the green hotel)
Nature didn't put me here
An' neither did my fate --
I musta been some even ol'
Republican candidate!
I was thinking of things that I hate to do, -sex with your parents
Things you do to me or I do to you, baby, -sex with your parents
Something fatter or uglier than Rush Rambo
Something more disgusting than Robert Dole
Something pink that climbs out of a hole
And there it was - sex with your parents
I was getting so sick of this right wing republican shit
These ugly old man scared of young tit and dick
So I try to think of something that made me sick
And there it was - sex with your parents
Now these old fucks can steal all they want
And they can go and pass laws saying you can't say what you want
And you can't look at this and you can't look at that
And you can't smoke this and you can't snort that
And me baby - I got statistics - I got stats
These people have been to bed with their parents
Now I know you're shocked but hang and have a brew
If you think about it for a minute you know that it's true
They're ashamed and repelled and they don't know what to do
They've had sex with their parents
When they looked into their lovers eyes they saw - mom
In the name of the family values we must ask whose family
In the name of the family values we must ask
Senator
It's has been reported that you have had
Illegal congress with your mother, - sex with your parents
Senator
An illegal congress by proxy is a
Pigeon by any other name, - sex with your parents
Senators you polish a turd
Here in the big city we got a word
For those who would bed their beloved big bird
And make a mockery of our freedoms
Without even using a condom
Without even saying " no "
By god we have a name for people like that
It's - hey motherfucker
