Posted on 07/11/2012 12:56:18 AM PDT by ExxonPatrolUs
Blue Boisterous Cult's Obama
(Sung to Blue Oyster Cult's Godzilla)
With a Cheshire grin and a stumbling sound,
He'll pull out a finger and point it round and round.
Clueless women in stadium seats
Stare fish-eyed stoned, as he reels in sushi meat.
He blames George Bush, wears a hopium crown,
And he lies through his teeth when his plane returns to ground.
Oh, no, we say he's got to go
Go home Obama
Oh, no, you and Uncle Joe
Go home Obama
Oh, no, 3, 2, 1, Zero
Go home Obama
Oh, no, you and sloppy Joe
Go home Obama
Oh, no, Michelle, your girls and Bo
Let's move Obama
Oh, no, take Jill and G.I. Joe
Go home Obama
History shows again and again how central control leads the folly of man
Obama!
History shows again and again how self-serving praise wants the folly of man
Obama!
History shows again and again how redistribution breeds the folly of man
Obama!
History shows again and again how bearing false witness can shellac a made man
Obama!
Eric’s gonna slap you.
;D
All our times have come
Soon, here but now there....gone
Patients all fear the reaper
Left out in the wind, the sun or the rain
(We will be like they are)
Come on baby
(Better fear the reaper)
Baby take his hand
(Better fear the reaper)
We’ll be chosen to die
(Better fear the reaper)
Obama, he’s your man
La, la la, la la
La, la la, la la
Free market is done
Here but now it’s gone
Blue Cross and IRS
Are together in eternity
(Blue Cross and IRS)
4 trillion every day
(like we can ever repay)
4000 men and women every day
(lose their private plans)
Another 4000 coming every day
(We will be like they are)
Come on baby
(Better fear the reaper)
Baby take my free healthcare
(Better fear the reaper)
You’ll be chosen to die
(Better fear the reaper)
Obama, he’s your man
La, la la, la la
La, la la, la la
Hospitals and IRS are one
You were here but now you’re gone
Came the last night of taxes
And it was clear we couldn’t go on
Then the door was opened and the SCOTUS appeared
The constitution blew and then disappeared
Roberts wilted and then death appeared
(Saying, “Don’t be afraid”)
Come on baby
(And we had great fear)
And we ran from him
(Then he told us to die)
We looked backward and said goodbye
(we had become like they are)
We had taken his hand
(we had become like they are)
Come on baby
(Better fear the reaper)
Let’s cut this album now! :)
I’ll bring the cowbell!
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