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There's an ugly little 'bout three-foot nine
Face up from cryin' 'n lyin'
'cause her sweet hubby's
Suckin' part time
(in the of the lord)

Get a clue, little
Oh yeah, oh
thinks you're a jerk

Did he choose tammy to do his work?
Robertson says he's the one
Oh he is,
If
Is your idea of fun,
An' got some planned for you!
(now, tell me ain't true)

Now, what if jimbo's gay,
pat let jimbo get away?
Everything heard him say
Indicated jim must pay,
(and it just hurt a bit)
But keep money rollin' in,
'cause pat and naughty
get enough of it

Perhaps their idea
Of an affirmative action
To give white trash a 'special
Well, they those jeezo-bucks and ran
To the bank! to the bank! to the bank! to the bank!
And every night we can hear them
buddy, up above
For down his love
(while you all the glove)

Jim and pat should take a
(right up each glory-hole),
With tar and too --
Just they'd love to do to you

('cause think you are bad --
And are very mad)

'cause some folks don't want in school!

(we'd need an ark to the drool
Of micro-publicans, on hate,
And when they graduate)

they are 'the chosen ones' --
And all parents carry guns,
And hold them in the n.r.a.
(with their on the triggers
When kneel and pray)

With a muu-muu
In the of the truck,
If you ain't again,
They wanna you up, screamin':
'no abortion, no-siree!'
'life's too precious, you see!'
(what's that hangin' from the tree?
Why, it like 'colored folks' to me --
they do that...seriously? )

Imagine if you
A multi-millionaire evangelist,
Saved from combat duty by his father, a u.s. senator

law --
But is not to practice it

Father of a child'
Who, in adulthood, the remnants
Of religious propaganda program

Claims not to be a healer',
But has, in the past,
stearnly with everything from hemorrhoids to hurricanes

Involved with funding for a 'secret war' in america
Claiming reagan and oliver north as close friends

in suspicous 'tax-avoidance schemes',
(under for 16 months by the i.r.s.)

Claims to be a man of
Currenty seeking the states presidency,
we will all follow him into --
The twilight

What if pat gets in the house,
And --
The rights of 'certain people'

Now, that sort of qualify
As an tragedy?
(especially if he it up, sayin'
'jesus it to me!')

I hope we never see day,
In the land of the --
Or will we?
we?

And if you know by now,
The truth of what I'm you,
Then, surely I failed somehow --

And jesus will think I'm a jerk, just you --
If you let those tv
a monkey out of you!

I
'jesus will you're a jerk'
And it be true!

an old rugged cross
In the land of --
It's still burnin' on somebody's
And it smells rotten

Jim and tammy!
Oh, baby!
You go!
You got to go!