Pimple № 100382
The Towel Head Blues
Squat on my face, and shit in my mouth
Shave my back, and blow up my house
Rape my mustached wife, and sodomize
my kids, wipe your ass on my towel, and
eat all my figs.
Bush you're an Oak tree
Cheney you're a dolt
Rumsfield you're an
American idol selling
smack in Pulp Fiction
Like Eric Fucking Stoltz.
All I know is that I've been
to military prison, and I'm as
USA as baseball, but that sure
didn't keep those mother fucking
jarheads from torturing me
for the White house.
So it takes very little imagination
Very little thinking on my part
to come to the conclusion
that America has loads of
Apple pie, unaffordably tart.
I'm glad I'm not a sand nigger
I'm glad I'm not at war for oil
You Americans can keep your
fucking Christian pack of lies,
and you Jews can have the spoils.
Because I am a man that's not
afraid to say, you couldn't pay me
enough to say it's okay, to police
the world with a big swinging dick.
Since everyone knows all balls
get the stick.
Come on let's abuse some Arabs
Come on let's show a little greed
After all, it's only human to kill
for what you need.
5 comments
Too strong maybe; such a thing may exist.
(I'm put off a bit by the language.)
American military control in Iraq is tyrannical, Uncle Sam puppeteers the oil from Baghdad, sandniggers revolt with jihad-- oh, don't forget, now I pay two dollars & eighty cents a gallon, price soon to rise up to three bucks a gal.
It's fuckin bullshit, this regimented, puritan cultured country of rednecks with blind & senseless faith; scattered groups of rebels, 'n grotesque individuals socially scorned by the majority of american folk-- a.k.a: Propoganda slaves.
Blessed with ten.
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