"RATS' Stain!!" (To be sung to Arlo Guthrie's "Last Train")
We gotta stand up and fight on fer our Nation... RightWing must git ourselves prepared... 'Cuz Lib'rals are just stains on our Glory... Good folks, you must become aware!!
Reagan, he ain't here to show the Right Way... Fool RATS been lyin' that "they care"!! But Justice is the cost of our Glory... FReedom's the answer to our prayers!!
(A little guitar pickin')
DemonRATS been lyin' 'bout all their "programs"... Enslavin' the Hungry and Poor... FReepin's our ticket to a vast, future Glory!! Meet that "stranger" whose been FReepin' right next door!!
Right, make yer stand fer good tomorrows... RATS, they'll be trouble 'til they're gone!! We are all just messengers fer the Lord's Faith and Glory... Fightin' fer a bright new dawn!!
We gotta stand up and fight on fer our Nation... RightWing, it's time to show we care!! We are on a quest fer Truth'n'Glory... FReedom's the answer to our prayers!!
"Right's Been Fergotten!!" (To be sung to the Moody Blues' "Nights in White Satin")
Right's been fergotten...into Bushbots we'll blend... Dissent's forbidden...'cuz George Dubyuh's OUR FRiend!!!!
"Truth ain't what we're about"..."Clinton LIED before!!" "Justice will ruin US...Right shan't care anymore!!" Bless George Dub-YOOOOOO!! We'll support YOOOOOOOO!! Ohhh-ahhhh... Dubyuh, Right needs YOOOOOOO!! Ohhh-ahhhh-ohh....
Some try to sell me...dreams of gracious Guv'ment!! Bush, save our liberty...rule like Reagan did!! Then, we'll love YOOOOO... Yes, Right'll love YOOOOO... We love George Dub-YOOOOO!!
(Mudboy kickin' it on Irish Whistle)
Right's been fergotten...into Bushbots we'll blend... Dissent's forbidden...'cuz George Dubyuh's OUR FRiend!!!!
Truth, it's got RightWing pissed...must even the score... Justice and truth IS...Right shan't wait anymore!! Bush, we love YOOOOOO!! Ohhh-ahhhh... We'll support YOOOOOOOO!! Ohhh-ahhhh... Dubyuh, Right needs YOOOOOOO!! Ohhh-ahhh-ohh-ahhhh... Bush, we love YOOOOOO!! Ohhh-ahhhh... We'll support YOOOOOOOO!! Ohhh-ahhhh... Dubyuh, Right needs YOOOOOOO!! Ohhh-ahhh-ohh-ahhhh...
Please FReep..."The Gathering" Looms... HardRight's Fate...we're Lib'rals' Doom!! Embittered Sheeple...shall rise and repent... The Lib'ral haze lifted...energy well-spent!! Compassionate Dubyuh...wrestles 'gainst S.C.U.M.!!* ModerateMan cries "Dubyuh, yer The One!!" Bush Senior's the oak...the acorn, his son... FReeper denizens, fight like yer young... Bold-hearted George just rules fer Right!! Remove Big guv'ment from our site... Left is Dead...behold what's right!! Next, we decide when to fight... Or become a Colluder?!!
"RAT-Whore'd's SCUM!!" (working title) (To be sung to Bruce Springsteen's "Lost in the Flood")
OUR AmericanSoldiers shall be comin' home as heroes in big parades... They'll walk thru towns, heads held high... "He Helped Liberate Iraq!!" they'll hear the RighteousFolks say. This countryside's burnin' with Lib'ral Airheads chantin' "RATS 4 Infanticide!!" Slick's Left is SCUM, they're gutless fairies...behind Medyuh's LIES they hide!! RATS're breakin' dreams and promises with Vile Tyrants givin' 'em directions!! PUNKS run wild through Federalized slums, IGN'RANT... pleadin' fer more RAT Deception!! The DemonRATS love DEATH and Tyranny...their hands're all caked in blood!! Kristinn says "FReep!!" with the folks from DeeCee, the A.N.S.W.E.R. is "MORE MUD!!" Then MUD said "Hey, Angelwood, Git Justice...Git Justice Fer RATS' SCUM!! Has Left lost their senses cheerin' boors?! Or do they just like slingin' mud?!"
Dem fool American Lib'rals, dull-eyed and empty-faced... Protestin' weekends in DeeCee...it's OUR Country the LeftWing HATES!! RATS fight against what ain't "hip"...on the side he's got "Bound For Glory" in red, white and blue face paint. He leans on the hood telling racing stories...the Libs think Slick Willie's a Saint!! Well the blaze and noise boy, he's gunnin' that bitch loaded to blastin' point... He rides head first into a hurricane and disappears into a point... And there's nothin' left but some blood where the body fell That is, nothin' left that you could sell just junk all across the horizon, a real highwayman's farewell And he said "Hey kid, you think that's oil? Man, that ain't oil that's blood" I wonder what he was thinking when he hit that storm Or was he just lost in the flood? Eighth Avenue sailors in satin shirts whisper in the air Some storefront incarnation of Maria, she's puttin' on me the stare and Bronx's best apostle stands with his hand on his own hardware Everything stops, you hear five, quick shots, the cops come up for air And now the whiz-bang gang from uptown, they're shootin' up the street And that cat from the Bronx starts lettin' loose but he gets blown right off his feet And some kid comes blastin' round the corner but a cop puts him right away He lays on the street holding his leg screaming something in Spanish Still breathing when I walked away And somebody said "Hey man did you see that? His body hit the street with such a beautiful thud" I wonder what the dude was sayin' or was he just lost in the flood? Hey man, did you see that, those poor cats are sure messed up I wonder what they were gettin' into, or were they just lost in the flood?
Mid...MUD
665 posted on 12/18/2003 9:27:50 PM PST by Mudboy Slim (RE-IMPEACH Osama bil Clinton!!)