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"God English and ignores the cries of Baghdad's babies."
"The enemy is a dog that doesn't know foaming at the mouth
with rabies." They're back again (as if they ever went away)
their flags a-waiving, and their flags a-waiving (did I mention
flags a-waiving?) and their craving and "the world we're
saving, saving from brazen immoral conflagration, we're the
Nations here to bring you inflation and WAR!, oh just once
more for the new order."
"We're up hors d'oeuvres you know we got a lot of nerve
when we got millions out of work and we need something will
up some new growth in the economy is worth all of the atrocity,
all of the hypocrisy, all of the stupidity and CHRIST! pay the
price, for not so nice we'll kill 'em off like lice or rice or
anything that rhymes Vanilla Ice."
"We're the press so they'll ignore our great big mess
and it won't worry ir depress the it's a test of our new
power in the media and our brand new immediate
expedient, war for greedy fucking PIGS! with their oil rigs,
who bomb little kids, for their profit grids, in and quids."