Title: "The A.N.S.W.E.R., my FRiendz..." Source:
Black XVI URL Source:https://freerepublic.com/focus/news/849830/posts Published:Oct 18, 2021 Author:Mudboy Slim Post Date:2021-10-18 10:24:42 by Mudboy Slim Keywords:None Views:345246 Comments:4422
"The A.N.S.W.E.R., my FRiends..." (To be sung to Bob Dylan's "Blowin' In the Wind")
How many roads must a man walk down before you call him a man? How many Dreams must each Tyrant kill before he's forced outta Power? How many Lives must Dem Socialists kill, before RATZ are forever banned?!!
The A.N.S.W.E.R, my FRiends, is Lib'ralismz DEAD!!! The A.N.S.W.E.R. is fightin' 'gainst RATZ Spin!!
How many Fears must the Networks create before RATZ're quashed by the FRee? How many years can RAT-sheeple persist that Mass-Murder's just peachy- keen?!! How many times can RATZ Hearts trick their Heads, pretending Slick's blacker than me?!
The A.N.S.W.E.R., my FRiends, is helping FReep RATZ pigs, The A.N.S.W.E.R. is blowin' out the Ditz's!!!
How many times must Lib'rals be duped before they will see RATZ LIE? How many victims must Sosh'lists have before Dem Rapists hear OUR cries? How many deaths will it take 'till World knows that Central Bureaucracies are VILE?!!
The A.N.S.W.E.R., my FRiends, is Fightin' 'Gainst RATZ Spin... The A.N.S.W.E.R. is taking down BIDEN. (gettin' outta the UN?!)
"Ol' Waco" (To be sung to Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young's "Ohio")
Kids slaughtered and Clinton's bloody... The blame it is all Slick's own... That April, Bill fried the cheeeldren... Scores dead in Ol' Waco!! Folks, we shan't bow to him... Righteous shall detach Slick's crown... Shouldda RESIGNED long ago... What did Slick do when "Reno" blitzkreig'd the Carmel Compound?! Rapist-in-Chief cheered his 'HO!!!!
La la la la la la la la... La la la la la la la... La la la la la la la la... La la la la la la la...
Sic Semper Tyrannis...FReepers, we must cast Slick down!!! History shall record it so!! What did Med'yuh do when 78 folks were torched to the ground?! How could Gore run when he know'd?!
Kids BUTCHERED by Clinton's bombin'... Why DID we raze Kosovo?!! War Criminals demand Justice!! [Thousands of] Serbs dead in Kosovo... Kids dead in Kosovo... Four dead in Ohio?! Scores dead in Ol' Waco!! How many more?!! Why weren't the Sheeple told?! REJECT RATZ MEDIA WHORE'D!!!
"When the LeftWing Breaks!!" (To be sung to Led Zeppelin's "When the Levee Breaks")
If it keeps on rainin', LeftWing's gonna break... If Left keeps on whinin', LeftWing's gonna break!! An' when the LeftWing breaks, RATZ got no place to stay!!
Effete Ol' Lib'rals taught US to weep an' moan...yeh... Elite Ol' Lefties taught US to weep an' moan... Bush's got what it takes to make a long-time RAT change his vote!! -ah~oh well, ah~oh well, ah~oh well-ah ooh-ooh.
RATZ, don't it make ya feel bad when yer tryin' to find a Hero?!! All DemRATZ have sunken so low!!!! If yer comin' down South, we got no use fer you... Best keep gettin' it on to Ol' Castro. Ahhh~eah, ahhh~eah, ahhh~eah hey hey.
Cryin' won't help ya, prayin' won't do ya no good, no... Slick...cryin' won't help ya, prayin' won't do you no good!! 'Cuz when Slick's stonewall breaks, Bubba'll git Dem BareArsedBlues!! Ah~ooh-hooh.
All last night, I FReeped all DemLefties...Left's Stoned-ahh, Yep, that's Right, I sat on the levee an' crooned!! A-thinkin' 'bout McAuliffe and Slick Willie's cellmates ahh-hah.
"Simple Man!!" (To be sung to Lynyrd Skynyrd's "Simple Man")
His Mama told Bill...when he was young... "Slick, sit beside me...my eldest son. My life's been wasted...on Boyz who Play... So, please don't do this...you will thank me...Good Guys don't stray!! Ah, yes...
Stop spendin' time...with that Hill'ry lass! Her legs are stumps...and her ass is fat. Bill, find a woman...oh, yeah...you truly love... This Rodham chick, son...is Ol' Chi-ca-go Scum!!
Slick, life is simple...have a plan... Oh, be someone...folks trust, then you're a Man. Willie, be a simple, kindly man. Oh, won't you do this...for me, Slick...if you can!
Forsake your lust...for the ChinaMan's gold... Don't lust for Power...it corrupts your soul! Slick, you can do this...oh baby...if you try... All that I want for you, my son...is to say, 'I never lied!'
Slick, be a symbol...make your stand! Bill, serve your Country...if you're called to Viet Nam! Willie, life is simple...for a Man... You've been blessed, Slick...so give up...those one-night stands!!"
Slick said, "I WILL!!"
(The BigMan, Disco, and Mordecai Brown lettin' loose like nobody's bidness...)
You know the story...Slick loved hisself! Bill's Lust For Power...eclipsed all else! Committed TREASON...bombed babies...and HE LIED! Killed folks in Kosovo, Good Lord, just to cover up his crimes!!!!
Now Slick's a symbol...I can't stand... Gotta do something...perhaps, I'll start a band!! Willie, he's a symbol...Brave New World Man!! Good Folks, don't let this...Chi-Com Whore's...TREASON stand!
Willie, you're a simple, real awful man... You are "Guilty!!"...Time to Pay The Band!!!
Mudboy Slim
1 Posted on 07/02/1999 06:05:21 PDT by Mudboy Slim (Slickz@frickin.lout)
At home, whackin' willard o'er vanities...Ol' Slick's new "job." Yellow-bellied SCUM!! Bill Loathes the Military. (That's ME!!) Children slayed by tools of Butch Reno!! Medyuh didn't give attention...ohhh, to the fact that Bubba didn't care!! King Osama bil Clinton Fooled Left's Whore'd!!
Tyranny Woke and RATZ Shall Pay!!!!! McAuliffe Broke Laws...Indict Today!!!!!
Clearly, Slick remembers...sickenin' mudboy. Seems that intern sure could suck... Oooh...but Slick Unleashed a Lion!!! JimRob FReeped and Limbaugh's Legions Craved Justice!! How could we "forget?"!! 'Cuz Slick's hit US with his evil best!! My jaw ain't hurting, Slick's wide open. Just like the day...like the day we learn'd.... Daddies shouldn't give affection (NO!!) to interns the same age as Chelsea-dear. Queen HildaBeast the Wicked rules Slick's World.
"Dubyuh's Stand!!" (To be sung to Bruce Springsteen's "Jungleland")
(J-dog on pie-anny...somebody strokin' the fiddle....gently!!)
Our soldiers'll have their Homecoming...in DeeCee, 'cuz it's Right!! And DemocRATZ'll queue their DeanMachine...but we're ready fer the Fight!! Braindead Libs frettin' 'gainst what's Good and our God... Left promotes Fear...their loss's the Country's gain!! DemRATZ fight 'gainst our own...seditious stance... Dem Lib'rals, they lust fer Power like Ol' France... But can't escape Bill Clinton's scum stain!!
Well, that Ashcroft Lawman runs 'bout "flamin'" not chasing the RATZ or Ol' Slick Willie!! And the Libs round here are meek like shadows...always scair't of takin' stands!! Freep the churches...give RATZ Hell!! Freedom is the A.N.S.W.E.R. fer the World!! Patriots, join our band...Join in Dubyuh's Stand!!
The 4um gang's assembled...Forum's a rendezvous fer the Right!! We'll meet next to the White House exit line to sing against DeeCee's blight!! Folks, there's CORRUPTION up in the Beltway... Fer less Guv'ment, we in the RightWing shall rally!! Then the Limbaugh troops--DittoHeads--join our Righteous Fight!! We'll freep with pride 'til Clinton's debts are paid... Contract's made...We Shall RE-IMPEACH!! Libs trash our wars, trash our good name...suckers fer Big Guvernment dreams!! The EVIL LeftWing shunted...implodes 'cuzza rock'n'roll bands!! That face off against each other out in the street...Join OUR Righteous Stand!!
(Guitar jammin' by the Big Man)
In Left's Medyuh Pit, the luminaries fret 'cuz they ain't the rage. My friends, the "Hate Bush" dweebs are out there...but their Hatred is the Brain-Dead Way!! Power-hungry Lib'rals struggle 'gainst our Country... Desperate as the Right moves on... RATZ're kooks, but they'll splinter, then they're gone!!
(SlickWillie impersonator on saxaphone)
In DeeCee City, Bold Hearts freep... Bold ensigns fightin' fer what's Right...rememberin'... RATZ Power is lost...fool Lib'rals, they rot...refusin' to WIN...they surrender!! In the jukejoints uptown, the RATZ vile dream is fer Power!! BigShots reckon Power's their God-given Right!! RINOZ watchin while Independents're stole away... It's fer the World Right fights this noble fight!! Inside, the RightWing fight 'til Big Guv'ment's toast... You see, we're flesh while Left's fantasy!! Folks, the poets 'round here, we shout, "FReedom fer ALL!!" 'Cuz Right stands up fer our Liberty!! So come and freep fer what's Right...we'll peak fer our moment... The Right'll make an honest stand!! Left's mortally-wounded...BigGuv'ment's DEAD!! The Right is Dubyuh's Land!!
"Rich Men North of Richmond" (As sung by Oliver Anthony)
[Verse 1] I've been sellin' my soul, workin' all day Overtime hours for bullshit pay So I can sit out here and waste my life away Drag back home and drown my troubles away
[Pre-Chorus] It's a damn shame what the world's gotten to For people like me and people like you Wish I could just wake up and it not be true But it is, oh, it is
[Chorus] Livin' in the new world With an old soul These rich men north of Richmond Lord knows they all just wanna have total control Wanna know what you think, wanna know what you do And they don't think you know, but I know that you do 'Cause your dollar ain't shit and it's taxed to no end 'Cause of rich men north of Richmond
[Verse 2] I wish politicians would look out for miners And not just minors on an island somewhere Lord, we got folks in the street, ain't got nothin' to eat And the obese milkin' welfare
[Verse 3] Well, God, if you're 5-foot-3 and you're 300 pounds Taxes ought not to pay for your bags of fudge rounds Young men are puttin' themselves six feet in the ground 'Cause all this damn country does is keep on kickin' them down
[Pre-Chorus] Lord, it's a damn shame what the world's gotten to For people like me and people like you Wish I could just wake up and it not be true But it is, oh, it is
[Chorus] Livin' in the new world With an old soul These rich men north of Richmond Lord knows they all just wanna have total control Wanna know what you think, wanna know what you do And they don't think you know, but I know that you do 'Cause your dollar ain't shit and it's taxed to no end 'Cause of rich men north of Richmond
[Outro] I've been sellin' my soul, workin' all day Overtime hours for bullshit pay
You've gotta lotta nerve, to say you are my friend. When I was down, you just stood there grinnin'. You've gotta lotta nerve, to say you got a helping hand to lend. You just want to be on the side that's winnin'
You say you've lost your faith, but that's not where its at. Ya have no faith to lose - an' ya know it. Do you take me for such a fool, to think I'd make contact With a one who tries to hide what he don't know to begin with?
You see me on the street. You always act surprised. Ya say "How are you?" "Good luck." But ya don't mean it. When you know as well as me, you'd rather see me paralized, Why don't you just come out once and scream it?
No, I do not feel that good when I see the heartbreaks you embrace. If I was a master thief perhaps I'd rob them. And tho I know you're dissatisfied with your position and your place. Don't you understand, its not my problem?
I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes And just for that one moment I could be you. Yes, I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes. You'd know what a drag it is to see you.
Pre...MUD
3 posted on 1/25/2003, 10:52:55 AM by Mudboy Slim (RATZ got NO GRAVITAS!!)
I've been pickin' on the same backboard since I was just a boy with a dream My daddy had a calf baby horse By down in the field, running backer and things Preacher talk about heaven son, it sure sounds nice At least I can tell them that I had me a slice Nobody singing songs about Virginia But sweet Virginia's always a singing to me
Down some old backer roads Where the green grass grows On down in the hills Where the folks on horseback rode Lordy I'll tell the youngins when I grow old What they all told me Lord, they don't never sing songs about Virginia But sweet Virginia's always a singing to me
I've got a lighter, I've got a bowl I know a spot where the law don't go Now we can smoke something My daddy never grow back in his day
Down some old backer roads Where the green grass grows On down in the hills Where the folks on horseback rode Lordy I'll tell the youngins when I grow old What they all told me Son, they don't never sing songs about Virginia But sweet Virginia's she's a always singing to me
