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Southern Baptist Redneck Song (Lyric) by Edna Sweetlove
Weâre pretty strict around our little town which sure is real good
news:We kicked out all the Catholics and we donât have no goddam Jews.
And way back when, we strung up all the nigra boys to the tallest trees
Then left them , strange fruit, swayinâ gaily in the Southern breeze.
Anyone who donât love Uncle Sam, we feed âem to the maggots
(And you surely wouldnât like to hear what we done to the local
faggots).
Those liberal PC bastards stopped up flyinâ our beloved Stars ânâ
Bars
Next thing theyâre gonna try to stop us drivinâ 300 horsepower cars.
But since our blessed pastor closed the cathouse down itâs mighty
borinâNow me and all mah good ole boys canât go out nowhere a-whorinâ
.
Don' y'all know, everywhere in our great land itâs the same olâ
tragic story:
No one gives a two-cent fuck about respectinâ God and good Ole Glory.
Praise the Lord and support the troops as they torture our imaginary
foes
The Bible-bashin' Southland is sure the best place on earth as God alone
knows!
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