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

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

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

Now, if jimbo's slightly gay,
Will pat let jimbo get
Everything we've him say
Indicated jim must pay,
(and it just might a bit)
But that money rollin' in,
'cause pat and naughty
get enough of it

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

Jim and pat take a pole
(right up saintly glory-hole),
With tar and too --
Just like 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 survive the
Of micro-publicans, on hate,
And 'jimbo-jimbo' when graduate)

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

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

Imagine if you
A television evangelist,
Saved korean combat duty by his father, a u.s. senator

law --
But is not qualified to it

Father of a 'love
Who, in adulthood, the remnants
Of papa's propaganda program

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

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

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

to be a man of god;
Currenty seeking the states presidency,
Hoping we will all follow him --
The twilight

What if pat in the white house,
And --
The rights of people' disappear

Now, wouldn't sort of qualify
As an tragedy?
(especially if he covers it up,
'jesus it to me!')

I we never see that day,
In the of the free --
Or will we?
we?

And if you don't by now,
The truth of I'm tellin' you,
Then, surely I have failed --

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

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

There's an old cross
In the land of --
It's still on somebody's lawn
And it still rotten

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