"Billy the Kid"
(To be sung to Billy Joel's "Billy the Kid")
From a town known as Little Rock in the Ozarks,
Strode a boy with ambition without end.
His ruthless political climb made him a legend in his mind,
But his Quest fer Power required cash to spend!
So, he swindled a bank with Jim McDougald,
With his partner's young wife into bed he slid!
His prestige and his lies took that Hick State by surprise,
The word spread fast 'bout Billy the Kid!
Well, he never followed their rules, 'cuz the White House was his goal,
And he soon put many finer pols to shame.
But Slick never had a conscience, and he never had a soul,
Still the Lib'rals and the Medyuh hailed his name!
Secured illegal funds from Unions and Red China,
But Ken Starr could not seem to track him down,
And Bill served his masters well, 'cuz the Left they're dumb as Hell,
'Specially when Billy the Kid came aroun'.
Well, one fine day those scandals ensnared Billy,
America said, "String him up for what he did!!"
And the voters and their kids, finally started tuning in,
To watch the Re-Impeachment of Billy the Kid!
Well, he never thought they'd catch him, Slick's Arrogance let him down,
Eventually, even DemonRATS cursed his name!
Though he never cared for Freedom, Clinton finally found a home,
Within a Federal Prison, Slick bears his shame...
From a town somewhere in mid-America,
Watched a child aspiring to understand,
And Slick's Politics of Slime proved an example for his time,
As History scorned that crooked man!
1 Posted on 08/16/1999 19:33:28 PDT by Mudboy Slim
FReegards...MUD
A long, long time ago, Bill could still remember
How his Sweet Sax used to make them smile,
And he knew if he had his chance,
That he could make those suckers dance,
And maybe he could fool 'em for awhile.
But Whitewater's a nasty river,
Those sordid scandals made the Left shiver.
With John Huang his Lead Sales Rep,
Dem Chi-Com funds Bill'd collect.
I can't remember if I cried,
When I learned the extent Slick Willie'd lied,
But something touched me deep inside, the day Clintonism died.
So, Bye-bye to the DemonRATS' Lie,
Drove our country to bankruptcy, but our wallets ran dry.
Teddy and his boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye,
Singin' "This'll be the day that I die! This will be the day that I die!"
Are you one of "The Ignorant"?!
And do you have faith in government, 'cuz Bill Clinton tells you so?
And do you believe RATS didn't know?
Will God forgive Janet Reno...for the twenty-seven dead kids at Waco?
Well, I know that you're in love with Slick,
But his Administration makes me sick!!
Your votes allowed this ruse, ma-a-an, you gotta be feelin' used!!
Bill's just a middle-aged, cocksure schmuck,
Lookin' for redemption and DemWhores who suck,
But Slick knew he was outta luck the day Twin Towers DIED!
I started singin'...
"Bye-bye to the Liberal Lie, drove our culture to the gutter,
But their "One-World" was vile!"
And them Left-Wing fools were kneelin'..."Slick's still our guy."
Singin' "This'll be the day that I die! This will be the day that I die!"
Fer eight long years, we dealt with Slick's sleaze,
While Bill's grown phat on funds Chinese,
But that's not "The Way Things Ought To Be"!
Then, Mudboy sang 'gainst the King and Queen,
With a Strength derived from livin' free,
In a voice crying out fer Liberty!
And while the King was feelin' down, Good FReepers run him outta town.
The LeftWing was concerned, their Idol has been spurned.
And while Hell'ry lived her Life for Marx,
Vince Foster's corpse ditched in the Park,
Still, we smoked ceegars on a lark, the Day the Networks Lied!
Mudboy's singin'...
"Bye-bye to the Socialist Lie,
Drove the needy to addiction while they smoked to get high!"
And Left's Union Thugs kept makin' some Good Folks die!!
Singin' "This'll be the day that we die!
There'll soon be the day that Slick fries!!!"
Senate hearings in a Summer swelter,
John Glenn provided Clinton's fall-out shelter,
He once flew high, now he's fallin' fast.
Leftist whores can kiss my ass! While DemonRATS cry, "Just give Bill a pass",
Since Ol' Slicks' just gettin' hummers from "the Lass"!
Next, the Left-Wing's Arrogance resumed,
While Fleetwood Mac played a vacuous tune.
The Left got up to dance! Oh, but they never had a chance!
'Cuz as the Lib'ral's tried to take the field,
Good FReepers all refused to yield!
Do you recall how freedom feels? Today Fascism died!
We kept on singin'...
"Bye-bye to the Clinton-Gore spies,
Drove their cronies to be Felons, but we know who ain't Right!"
Network Media twits, they just continued to lie,
Singin' "This'll be the day Left won't lie!
This will be the day the Left Dies!!"
Oh, it's Reality the Left cannot face,
Spoiled generation lost in space,
With no time left to start again!
So, come on! TRUTH, be noble, JUSTICE...quick!
DemonRATS...ya gotta dump yer prick,
'Cuz election's only just around the bend.
For as I watched Bill up on that stage,
MUD's hands were clenched in Fists of Rage,
Took this Redneck Mad as Hell to break Bill Clinton's spell!
And as Mankind flew high and to the Right,
To Fight the libertarian Fight,
I saw Reagan laughin' with delight, the day Marxism died!
Ol' Ronnie's singin'...
"Bye-bye to the Liberal's Lies,
Drove our country to the Devil, but Slick Willie, HE LIED!!"
And Billzabubba's snortin' Cocaine with Spies...
Singin' "This'll be the day Right INDICTS! Damn it...Good Ol' Mudboy was Right!!"
It seems the Media's a bit confused,
So I urge you, ignore the Network News,
That's why their ratings're down to stay.
As citizens, we deserve more than lies obstructin' crimes galore!
But Rush Limbaugh knew, "The Truth shall win the day!"
And in the streets, the children gleemed,
The lovers sighed and the poets dreamed...
'Cuz Liberalism's chokin', the Far Left's hold's been broken.
And the three men I admire most, the Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost,
They raised their glasses for a toast, the day Clintonism died.
And they were singin'...
"Bye-bye to the Liberal's Lies,
Drove our Country to the Devil, but Bill Clinton, HE LIED!"
And Liberals're drinkin Kool-Aid and Lye,
Singin' "History'll say that Slick LIED! History'll know that WE SPIED!"
MUD was singin'...
"Bye-bye, Miss American Pie,
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry."
And them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye,
Singin', "This'll be the day the Left dies!
This'll be the day Justice's THINE!!!"
...keep on FReepin' and all will turn out for the best!! FReep On, Good Patriots, FReep On!!
1 Posted on 08/23/1999 00:08:52 PDT by Mudboy Slim
FReegards...MUD
But lookit; here's a song from the Marshall Tucker album called, "Carolina Dreams."
The song's called, "Never Trust A Stranger" & is essentially about the sage words an old Sheriff gives to a young kid while they're tracking a really bad-assed outlaw on horseback.
This album was unavailable when was choosing which ones to send you, or else, you'd have this one in your collection.
Anyway, enough blather...give it a listen & know the accompanying music is simply chocolate to one's ears.
We were ridin' through the flatlands
We were searchin' for two prisoners who'd just broke jail
Tall one & a lean one
Rode a chestnut stallion
And the word was from the main man
He was mean as hell
An outlaw is a man who never understands
A word called danger
He learns to shoot & ride as a child
And never trust a stranger
And he's always called a better man
We chased him to the border
All the way to El Paso
The ride was long, the ride was hard
But the sheriff said, "We can't let him go"
He said, "Let me tell you somethin', I been trackin' for a long time
They never trust a stranger and they take care of their own
An outlaw is a man who never understands
A word called danger
He learns to shoot & ride as a child
And never trust a stranger
And he's always called a better man
Today's man is an outlaw
On that long road to freedom
You work him hard, you take his pride
And then you try to cheat him
Then one day you figure out, it's a long, long story
An outlaw is a man that takes care of his own
An outlaw is a man who never understands
A word called danger
He learns to shoot & ride as a child
And never trust a stranger
And he's always called a better man
Guess whose the sheriff in this song, kiddo?
...yea; I kinda thought you needed a flagship song for yourself; as ya chase down that crooked bastard.
;^)