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June 10th 2003, 03:46 PM
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I wrote a couple of songs and here they are:

American Nazi

Diversity and culture are a joke
Segregation and discrimination are the same
Dangerous ideas can’t be tamed

Born with ideas in my bed
Hitler’s ideals surfacing in my head
Welfare and charity houses are a waste of money
Hopeless losers’ and minorities’ lives will always be crummy

Chorus:
Minorities and fabulouss I can’t stand
But the Klan isn’t my style
So I hide in society
A Nazi in denial

Blacks have a problem
Affirmative Action still isn’t enough?
Try getting a job fairly
Even white people’s lives are tough

As for Indians
I can’t stand their kind
If terrorists bombed the reservation
I wouldn’t mind

Mexicans should get off our country
America is for Natives
Not those seeking refuge

(Chorus)

fabulouss I just don’t understand
Are they born with a disease?
We should limit the freedoms in this land

Jews I can’t comprehend
They own the media
They wait for the messiah
And they already killed him

(Chorus)

Civil Rights made me hate more
Affirmative Action triggered my rage
Racism is your store
Oppression is on this page

All of this makes up who I am…
A Nazi
A F*cking NAZI!

Anti-War Rant

New mistakes reflect ones from the past
Burdens on our country are an irremovable cast
A rigged election
Caused by a Bush inspection
Leads to demise
And breaks off ties
With our allies

Chorus:
Anti-war rant better than the war rant
Anti-war rant better than the war rant
Anti-war rant better than the war rant
Anti-war rant better than the war rant

The cycle of war will never end
What were the commies
Are now our friends

Bush, Sr. started the work
Winning the war has a few extra perks
When “Dubbya” started killing
It was known he fit the war machine
Soldiers would empty out their magazines

(Chorus)

If ignorance is bliss
Than the truth isn’t as comfortable as lies
The very person you love
Is the one you should despise

If we’re supposed to “spread our love and fly”
Then why do we choose to make people die?

Going for war is a diplomatic mess
Choosing peace is always best
Our diplomatic relations
Are the worst in the United Nations

(Chorus)

Vote green
If you hear what I said
And know what I mean
You know what to do
When you turn eighteen

Now this song
Is getting too long
Think about what you do
Do things right
Not wrong

Anti-war rant better than the war rant
Anti-war rant better than the war rant
Anti-war rant better than the war rant
Anti-war rant

Unleash a Demon

Brush your teeth
Comb your hair
Dream your dream
Pretend it’s really there

Go out like you really are
It doesn’t matter if everyone stares
If they can’t accept you
They don’t know themselves

I brush my teeth
I comb my hair
I try to remember my dreams
And imagine they’re there

Unleash the demon from deep inside
Show your strength, show you’re alive

Look in the mirror
Look hard
See yourself in full
Don’t let your thoughts starve

Unleash the demon from deep inside
Keep out of the shadow
Don’t hide

Un-Professional

Martha Stewart gets years in jail to give us complacency
Even though the greatest business criminal holds the vice presidency

The “Un-professionals” hold important positions to keep us down
And make themselves more powerful and controlling of our lives
Bush and his crew encourage crimes to make each other rich
And then gives them pardons and high political positions afterwards

Chorus:

The “Un-professionals” destroy our lives
They laugh at our mercy cries
Enron was just at the top
Too many mega-corporations to stop

If music and politics don’t mix
You don’t like to think
“Our soldiers are at war,
So we shouldn’t make a stink.”

Integrity doesn’t matter if you get money instead
They sleep with a money blanket in their bed
All the 10s and 20s at their feet
And the 50s and 100s at their heads

Living a lie is one thing
But ruining a life is another
Mergers wedging apart families
Children taken away from their mothers

(Chorus)

Tax cuts keep many warm
But it’s time they helped people living on a farm!
Large cuts push the deficit
If it doesn’t work
A bigger debt hits

Persuasion through half-truths and speculation
Suckers in debt and living through incarceration
Finally appreciating their precious relations

(Chorus)

The greedy fellows are what I despise
I can’t believe the things I’ve heard
And I’ve seen with my eyes

The rage inside me makes me want to rise
The anger kept inside makes me want to pounce
On the legal criminals who don’t pay taxes
Even when their checks bounce

The “Un-professionals” aren’t like everyone else
They take for no one except themselves
All the feelings of charity and remorse
Are long gone from that horse