It actually bugs me when peeps start ragging on Mohammed. That one did the job. Doesn't matter what kind of person he was. Matters what he did. Pretty much gave me Christianity. Persia ain't my problem, America is my problem.
Christians are just pawns. They need to be stomped, all there is to it. Most of this country is community identities feeding at the trough of mass media. The power structure is scattered around the control centers. The American identity is running rampant in the world doing unspeakable evil. And talking about it does fuck-all.
Isn't there some tree of liberty planted 'round here some place, screaming for blood? Isn't there a spirit of America lingering in the back of the minds of people who can't find a job? Isn't there a flag hidden in the closet, with a coiled rattler hissing, don't tread on me? And haven't Christians sold out their country, their souls, their god; just for a false sense of security?
Bible says, stone 'em. Fuck it, they ain't serving no other purpose. They ain't got a leg to stand on. They filled the world with so much hate - I don't care how civilized you are - it's gonna feel good, to stomp 'em.
You can do whatever the fuck you want. The money crowd is war-gaming it, selling it to you live on the news; you can just sit back and watch your pretty little neighborhood get smaller and smaller. Heck, keep your eyes closed... when it costs you seventy bucks for a loaf of bread, you might start to wonder where it all went wrong...
I ain't got shit to wonder about. People are inherently good; but they are also not very intelligent. And they suck at the evil. But, hey; this is the country of the NRA. Ain't gonna take much chaos, but if a motherfucker does not want to assess the global economic situation and take a hard look at them dollar bills in your pocket...
Then a motherfucker is enabling human sacrifice. That's about the only news in the world. You invest your life in dollars that ain't worth a fuck; you spend dollars, you're spending somebody's life.
I get nine bucks a day to be an American psychopath - that's a job.
Christians are just pawns. They need to be stomped, all there is to it. Most of this country is community identities feeding at the trough of mass media. The power structure is scattered around the control centers. The American identity is running rampant in the world doing unspeakable evil. And talking about it does fuck-all.
Isn't there some tree of liberty planted 'round here some place, screaming for blood? Isn't there a spirit of America lingering in the back of the minds of people who can't find a job? Isn't there a flag hidden in the closet, with a coiled rattler hissing, don't tread on me? And haven't Christians sold out their country, their souls, their god; just for a false sense of security?
Bible says, stone 'em. Fuck it, they ain't serving no other purpose. They ain't got a leg to stand on. They filled the world with so much hate - I don't care how civilized you are - it's gonna feel good, to stomp 'em.
You can do whatever the fuck you want. The money crowd is war-gaming it, selling it to you live on the news; you can just sit back and watch your pretty little neighborhood get smaller and smaller. Heck, keep your eyes closed... when it costs you seventy bucks for a loaf of bread, you might start to wonder where it all went wrong...
I ain't got shit to wonder about. People are inherently good; but they are also not very intelligent. And they suck at the evil. But, hey; this is the country of the NRA. Ain't gonna take much chaos, but if a motherfucker does not want to assess the global economic situation and take a hard look at them dollar bills in your pocket...
Then a motherfucker is enabling human sacrifice. That's about the only news in the world. You invest your life in dollars that ain't worth a fuck; you spend dollars, you're spending somebody's life.
I get nine bucks a day to be an American psychopath - that's a job.