Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes
Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal
I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a Library
Line up to tha mind cemetary
Votes not food, not homes, not shoes
Not need, just feed the f**king God-King;
I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a Christian church
Line up to tha honkey cemetary
Yeah, but what about these old school badass lyrics:
My motto’s always been;
when it’s right, it’s right.
Why wait until the
middle of a cold dark night.
When everything’s a little
clearer in the light of day.
And you know the night is
always gonna be there any way
Sigh. I’ll never understand these young people.
I thought this was a Monday-only thing.
Troll arrival in 5… 4… 3… 2… 1…
SPLAT!
The Revolution isn’t just a Monday thing, Jimmy. The Revolution only stops to have an awesome kegger during the weekend.
Via Gateway Pundit:
IT’S A FREAKING CULT!
Meet the new machine.
Eventually, as a nation, we’re gonna get picked-off like low-hanging fruit.
Frank, could you or one of your peeps photoshop Obama’s head into this image? Or maybe this one?
I never liked their message but the music was cool. Audioslave was the perfect fusion.
Renaissance men, truly. Twain and Mencken would be so jealous.
Votes not food, not homes, not shoes
Not need, just feed the f**king God-King;
I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a Christian church
Line up to tha honkey cemetary
Yeah, but what about these old school badass lyrics:
My motto’s always been;
when it’s right, it’s right.
Why wait until the
middle of a cold dark night.
When everything’s a little
clearer in the light of day.
And you know the night is
always gonna be there any way
WTF? I guess I’m just a poor rube who doesn’t get the “poetry”…