Commie Blues Commie Blues Commie Blues Commie Blues This is how to believe in me. This is how to believe in me. This is how it is young man. This is how it is. This is how to keep pink bills stacked up. This is how to keep free thought backed up. This is how it is young man, So keep it up with commie blues. Commie.

Billy Billy wanted stake in the political arena, yeah Billy had a beef with the American agenda, yeah Billy was a cop, Billy was a cop, Billy was a cop, Billy was a cop... Billy, Billy had a hunch Billy had a premonition of fear. Billy. Billy sat his kids down (Billy) said he’s got a mission from God. Billy sat his kids down (Billy) said they’d better take care of Ma. Billy was a pop, Billy was a cop, Billy was pop, Billy was a cop... Billy, Billy, Billy, Billy, Billy had a duty to protect the flag of freedom yeah. Billy. Get down on the ground and say a prayer fucker Get down on the ground and say a prayer fucker Billybillybillybillybillybillybillybilly (ascending) Billy, Billy started thinkin’ Something fundamentally had gone wrong. Billy Billy started pumpin’ pallid muscles in the arm of the law. Billy was a cop, Billy was a cop, Billy was a cop, Billy was a cop... Billy, Billy, Billy, Billy Billy was the answer Billy was the answer! G.I. Joe, an American hero, Billy! Billy: Billy was a cop. Freedom is a cop.

Sifter Takes an old man To see all the problems with age Takes an old man to see problems Today Takes an old man to see all the girls walk away Takes an old man to sift through the bullshit Takes a dead man To see any positive change Takes a broken heart To understand love (true love). Takes atrocity To understand positive change. Takes an old man to… Takes an old man to… Ok Takes an old man To see all the problems with age Takes an old man to see problems Today Takes an old man To see all the girls walk away Takes an old man to… Takes an old man like you.

Troma Too many urges kindling at the door Too many urges kindling on the floor, oh I gotta feelin’ that my hate is carbonating Be a fist, be a fist, be a cause of strangulation. It’s the kinda hump that’ll keep you runnin’ It’s the kinda feeling that eats you whole It’s kinda scary livin’ life without a warden Kinda scary kinda scary when they talk about the back door. I know they want it I know they’ll try to kill me for it.

Tailspin (Hey Dude!) Double feature at the drive-in Banana Man Nuclear Cowboy part 2! Got a culture in a tail spin (oh yeah) Kids had enough gettin’ their class from Fox News But hey man, I gotta feelin’ that it’s kinda medicinal. (oh yeah) Hey darlin, I gotta feelin’ that it’s kinda conditional. Yeehaw! Hahahahahaha Hahahahahaha (12) Oh yeah! Quarter pounder by the bedstand In case of political Identity crisis: consume! Got a country in a tailspin. (oh yeah!) Seems we gotta stop takin’ our cues from tycoons. Oh hahahaha Do the watusi on the bedspread A wop bop ba lu bop bop bop bop Ba lam poon. Got a planet in a tailspin God’s gotta be changing a channel or two or two....or three...or four... I guess TV just ain’t what it used to be anymore. Saturday Night Live The Muppets, Tales from the Darkside Monster Vision, I Dream of Genie Star Trek, M.A.S.H. And Married with Children Double feature at the drive-in Banana Man Nuclear Cowboy part 2! Got a culture in a tail spin (oh yeah) Kids hoggin’ up all-o-the class from Fox News But hey man, I gotta feelin’ that it’s kinda conditional. (oh yeah) Hey darlin, I gotta feelin’ that it’s kinda medicinal.

Pink House Strut right into the pink house Taste on my tongue for sin. Got two pussies in my palms, boy I’m gonna play this night to win. War cries under the pink flag I’m gonna wrap myself in flesh I’m gonna be a pink bag filled with pink ideas I’m gonna make ‘em all white and fresh. Oh yeah. (gonna get you runnin’) Pink guns run money Pink guns run cheap Pink puns run the party in the pink house Xi’s in between the pink sheets. Ape man fist to the chest Gonna make it all great again Bend back break slide Into the party, roll into the party. Pray here under the pink flag We got our rations stocked in full Got our families tucked in the basement While we wait here for the inevitable Adios sweet mother, dont’ you worry for another Precious minute bout the others or the Cryin from the slaughter or the bombs Upon the pavement, sent from the government Sent from revelation, race annihilation. Daddy can I have a little party? Daddy can I have a little party? Farewell to progress Of human existence Hello to pink profit Of human incompetence. Is this the best we can do? God damn Maybe I’ve gone a bit far? I could have used the queers To turn a trick at the pink bar (it’s a service) Pink trust, is all i really ask of them T R U S T in the government My government, it’s about time They calm their political agendas And try mine. My place My party my race and my stock Are the things that really make this land great, oh yeah! The government knows... The communists knows... The republicans know... Party in the pink house. The apeman knows.... Crazy Bernie knows... Crooked Hillary knows... Party in the pink house.

The Cat, the Mouse, and the Dog in Between Last night Night terror I shot up outta my bed With a panic. Had a vision Of a man Had a vision Of a man Well... Vision of a man with a thought in his head. Last night Night terror I shot up outta my bed With a panic.

Richie Richie Ramirez died with the taste Of a raped victims cum caking onto his lips. Richie Ramirez died without haste Got ratings so high Tipper Gore got the crack shits. Reality TV never looked so good. Reality TV never looked so good. Reality TV never looked so good. (live! From new york! It’s Saturday night!) demonic slowed down. Richie Ramirez died with the love and submission Of a fear fucked society Richie Ramirez, suburbanite beast Died with his foot on the gas in HD. Reality TV never looked so good. Reality TV never looked so good. Reality TV never looked so good. Richie Ramirez died with his gun Drawn deep in the gut of the American dream Richie Ramirez died as a black sun Death star orbiting a moon of brutality. Reality TV never looked so good... [Richie ramirez died without haste Once american heart-throb made the top of the list]

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Nest Talkin’ bout the Moors, Sweatin’ Jesus in a bomb, Talkin’ ‘bout two monkeys Racin’ rockets to the sun! Talkin’ ‘bout Machines, Talkin’ ‘bout Marines, What if hate were a color, man, Talk about a dream! Talk! (short comings) Talk! (home comings) Talkin’ screams from the blue To the dwarf behind the Moon! And then there’s talk! And there’s always talk of you! Talkin’ ‘bout a mountain, Talkin’ ‘bout a hole, Well let’s talk about your old man, Talk about his soul! Talk cold talk! Wrap your lips around a phone! Letters in receiver spelling When you comin’ home? When you comin’ home? Again! There’s always that talk! Too much of that talk! I’m comin’ home!

Crinkle (Be That as It May) Little yankee in a rabbit hole Oh no, burning house, coal on a run Empty heart. 2 dead 1 said it’s an omen. Peel off the skin of my deathbed Find my little baby crying on the phone. How could we be dead? Get out of my head. I want you but I need you as an eater of hearts Made of stone. Scarecrow of my mind Keep a vigil on my mental sour Send me slow down To the end of my rope. Is this fair? Didn’t anybody let you know? Carry me slow down To the end of all hope Dig this... I’ve got to fight right, feels like the right fight. This is a slow dive into the ground. This is a dead end A living dead end A feats on the flesh of the good all around You are my best friend my very best friend Be that as it may I still gotta move it along. It’s an omen It’s a gate wait.