In Case You Forgot What Totally F*cking Crazy Looks Like
If you did forget what BAT-SHIT NUTBALLS looks like, it took the rest of the people on the train a second to recognize it as well. BUT WHEN THEY DID- holy shit this is AMAZING!
You Like Swimming? It's Like Swimming.
"It's not torture, not even close. It nothing worse than what happens when you go swimming. Is going to the beach and swimming torture? ...as far as the falsely contentious issue of its [torture's] constitutionality, that is a non-issue brought up by activists with destructive agendas. The eighth amendment deals with cruel and unusual punishment- inferring a punitive nature to the action. What is going on is not punitive, it's interrogation. The result is not to punish, but to get answers."
This came out of his mouth not his ass.
So you been to school, for a year or two
And you know you've seen it all
In daddy's car
Thinkin' you'll go far
On your five grand stereo braggin' that you know
How the brothers feel cold
And the slums got so much soul
It's time to taste what you most fear
Right Guard will not help you here
Brace yourself, my dear:
It's tough, kid, but it's life
You're a star-belly sneech
You suck like a leach
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch
So you can get rich
But your boss gets richer off you
Well you'll work harder with a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day, you slave for soldiers 'til you starve
Then your head is skewered on a stake
Now you can go where people are one
Now you can go where they get things done
Where people dress in black
Where you'll kiss ass or crack
Where you'll do what you're told
Where the slums got so much soul
#3…You Gotta Get Me One of Those Jumpsuits
...for you though this rough patch
Back in the garage with my bullshit detector
Carbon monoxide making sure it's effective
I don't wanna hear about what the rich are doing
I don't wanna go to where the rich are going
But the truth is only known by guttersnipes
I was tuning in the shine on the light night dial
Doing anything my radio advised
With every one of those late night stations
Playing songs bringing tears to my eyes
I was seriously thinking about hiding the receiver
When the switch broke 'cause it's old
They're saying things that I can hardly believe
They really think we're getting out of control
They say you better listen to the voice of reason
But they don't give you any choice 'cause they think that it's treason
So you had better do as you are told
You better listen to the radio
I wanna bite the hand that feeds me
I wanna bite that hand so badly
I want to make them wish they'd never seen me
Some of my friends sit around every evening
And they worry about the times ahead
But everybody else is overwhelmed by indifference
And the promise of an early bed
You either shut up or get cut up, they don't wanna hear about it
It's only inches on the reel-to-reel
And the radio is in the hands of such a lot of fools
Tryin' to anaesthetise the way that you feel
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