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The Architects of Destruction

You don’t need a weather vane to see the hard rain and
you don’t need a weatherman to keep you out of Iraq or Iran. You just need a plan Stan. The duly elected administration causes frustration
with their verbal masturbation.
They steal from the poor give to the rich
ain’t that a bitch.
The men in control have no soul
They treat mother earth like a toilet bowl
build their deadly rockets
fill their already deep pockets
hurl their destruction in every direction
then use our taxes for the reconstruction
label every objection to their action as unpatriotic
that’s very neurotic nearly psychotic
spending time in a place that spills the blood and takes the lives
leaving legions of lonely young widowed wives.

The terrorist with his hooded head
doesn’t give a shit if he’s wakes up dead
because he believes in his own destiny,
but chances are slim that waiting for him
will be twelve laughing virgins trying and vying
to give him head on a heavenly bed
so fill him with lead
make sure that he’s dead
before he can kill and cause to maim
doing those retched things he’s done in Allah’s name
but the truth be told while his family cries
what’s waiting for him are maggot and flies.

When the president lies, take a look in his eyes
you can see right through his petty disguise.
His cowboy mouth is not from the South
that feeble drawl sounded so small when he got caught in the White House hall
wearing in a shiny pink shawl spinning a French parasol
thought he was dancing at a gay bashing ball.
He misread the words on the wall
went on vacation without hesitation
not a word heard from the man in charge. It’s time for a change to rearrange
the human race, slow down the pace, say grace, end the arms race, give peace a chance
as Rodney King sang in his song can’t we all just get along.

It’s evident that the vice president has an ax to grind with his own behind.
Slick Dick Chaney didn’t get his chops hanging out with Ma Rainey.
That grin on his face looks way out of place could it be he’s from outer space.
He snorts and cavorts with all his cohorts behind locked doors
speaking of terror and acts of doom, playing war with shock and awe
thinks weapons are his personal toys
sending off young army boys
to do what he could never do
and believe me this is true
he never served in the military,
how could it be that this former war secretary
never shot at an enemy in any way on any day
only shot his friend and shot him real good,
shot him in the back and that’s a fact,
he blew him a second hole near his ass and now look at the price we’re paying for gas.

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