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NEW PUPPET REQUIRED: ON WE BLINDLY GO

Contributed by steeleyes on Thursday, 27th January 2005 @ 04:49:37 AM in AEST
Topic: Patriotic



It’s the beginning of the end
Oh yes, 'four more years
But the end’s in sight
An end to all those fears

Oh there’ll create more fear
Tales of terror and tyranny
To manipulate and scare you
To your very core

And the work starts now
For the men behind the scenes
Who’ll be their new puppet
To channel all their schemes?

McCain? Well no. Probably not.
He’d be too hard to handle
They don’t want to deal
With THOUGHT

A cipher is what they require
Just a puppet with its strings
A cipher works best for them
And does all those nasty things

A mouthpiece to speak through
To tell the “necessary” lies
All those “necessary myths”
To unify all you guys

Ah, didn’t you know?
Even THEY don’t believe this stuff
Yes, it’s really true
The elites play this ROUGH

They sit up on high figuring
Exactly what to do
What the necessary message is
To deceive and control you

To feed you all the needed fear
To convince of legitimate cause
But all their little lies and myths
Are as true as Santa Claus

Oh yes they believe they MUST
It’s all for your own good
But believe in telling the truth?
No reason why they should

The lie on fear is the reliable lever
That and patriotic lore
To get you marching in goosestep
Onto the killing floor

And all they time they’re saying
You’re doing the right thing
With God and all his angels
As freedom bell’s do ring

Sing happy as you slaughter
Paralyze with ‘Shock and Awe’
We are the Merry “Christians”
With not a SINGLE flaw

We are the saintly Americans
Come to liberate the world
If you don’t obey we’ll kill you
As our banners are unfurled

We are the righteous bigots
Brain dead but brutal, quick
With as much sense as donkeys
The “doctor” makes you sick

So put on the rose-tinted specs
And the horse blinkers so well used
Pull on the mental straightjacket
You MUST NOT get confused

Believe your simplistic president
And those nutjobs on Fox News
Hail the sneering evangelists
And Bush’s venal crews

Get with the progam very fast
Or be prepared for shipping out
We believe in FREEDOM here!
(But NOT for those who doubt!)

If we don’t like the way you think
Then freedom need not apply
Freedom is what WE say it is
All others can prepare to die

So with all those non-thinking caps
Fitted snugly on
We need the next cipher after Bush
Such a pity we can’t clone

A vacant chimp like Bush
Comes only once in a time
A pea-brain bimbo is worth his weight
In A-grade political slime

So, don’t worry we are looking
Searching high and low
The next puppet MUST be found
And ON we blindly GO





Copyright © steeleyes ... [ 2005-01-27 04:49:37]
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Re: NEW PUPPET REQUIRED: ON WE BLINDLY GO (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Thursday, 27th January 2005 @ 06:46:19 AM AEST
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The masterpeice of the century.
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emy




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