"The New York State Thruway is closed! Man!"
FReeper Woodstock, 2007
Kumbaya ... Feel the love ... WooHoo!
Some folks are naked to the world, wallowing in the mud. Some of them have ODed on Mary Jane and Julie Annie, and are no longer with us. As you trudge through the mud, please poke any bodies you step over, to see if they’re still kicking.
Ain’t no way I’m fixin’ to die rag
Gimme a D!
D!
Gimme an H!
H!
Gimme an I!
I!
Gimme an M!
M!
Gimme an M!
M!
Gimme an I!
I!
What’s that spell ?
Dhimmi!
What’s that spell ?
Dhimmi!
What’s that spell ?
Dhimmi!
Yeah, come on all of you, big strong men,
For the Muslims we’ll help you bend.
No matter how many towers they ram
About Americans we don’t give a damn
So pick up a sign and put down that gun,
We’re gonna have a whole lotta fun...
And it’s one, two, three,
What are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me, I don’t give a damn,
Next stop is Americastan;
And it’s five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain’t no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! we’re all gonna die.
Well, come on ANSWER, let’s move fast;
Our big chance has come at last.
It’s time for us all to be ragheads —
Cause it’s better to be a dhimmi than it is to be dead
And you know that peace can only be won
When the Constitution’s blown to kingdom come.
And it’s one, two, three,
What are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me, I don’t give a damn,
Next stop is Americastan;
And it’s five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain’t no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we’re all gonna die.
Huh!
Well, come on America, don’t move slow,
Why man, you know that war’s a no-no.
Who cares what living may cost
Or that the Bill of Rights’ll have to be tossed,
Just hope and pray that if they get a dirty bomb,
They don’t get my address wrong.
And it’s one, two, three,
What are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me, I don’t give a damn,
Next stop is Americastan.
And it’s five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain’t no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we’re all gonna die.
Well, come on mothers throughout the land,
Help us get a total gun ban.
Come on fathers, don’t hesitate,
Disarm and accept your dhimmi fate.
Be the first one on your block
To have your kids come home from school in a box.
And it’s one, two, three
What are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me, I don’t give a damn,
Next stop is Americastan.
And it’s five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain’t no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! we’re all gonna die.