Hey everybody, my name’s Moon Butterfly Hippie Goddess, and my pronouns are “Fight the Power!” and here’s a new song I wrote, so sit back and drink your wheat grass chai and think about shaving those legs and cancel anything and anyone who looks at you funny … we are the future, fuckers, and it’s only gonna get worse! (sorry, I mean better).
We Come In Peace, Shoot To Kill
FBI
Gestapo
Whats the difference
I dunno
One are the good guys
One are the bad
Both will round you up
Make yo mama sad
Illegal institutions
Violate the constitution
They say they’re protecting
Your facts need correcting
Funding democracy
With bare-faced hypocrisy
Your rights are leased, live for thrills
We come in peace, shoot to kill
American Nazi
Made the standard policy
Just check the board
To see who’s the new warlord
Pray to the bomb, prey to the gun
You ain’t happy till you’re killing for fun
[Chorus]
All the fuckers can get bent
Who praise the Second Amendment
Back in 1776 America was run by hypocrites
Slave-owning whitey writes “We the People”
Democracy created by the gun and the steeple
Fuck this country
And all it stands for
Freedom of speech
Always costs more and more
If what I say
Ain’t popular today
They’ll demonize me
Until I promise to obey
[Chorus]
All the fuckers can get bent
Who praise the Second Amendment
Back in 1776 America was run by hypocrites
Slave-owning whitey writes “We the People”
Democracy created by the gun and the steeple
Thank you, I’ll be passing around the hat and is anyone taking a solar-powered tricycle uptown – you know, I just realized, if the environmentally-conscience like fresh air and hugging trees and lying naked in the grass, why do they live in cities? Then again, how long would any of us last in a forest before resorting to cannibalism or trying to fight off a bear? My next song will be called “Groovy Hypocrisy”.
Please do not clap because slapping your hands together kills the environment, thank you.
