Posted On: Tuesday - January 31st 2017 6:56PM MST
In Topics:   Music  Humor  AntiChrist
The thing is, the lyrics below were written by proto-PeakStupidity back in the spring of '11, and should have been put up long ago. (Note the reference to The Donald, regarding the birther controversy.) The lyrics, now that I look at them again, could really apply to the present day, as we hope to see this guy go "...don't know where he's goin', take your own time, cause we all don't care..."
Well the Mama Øb☭ma rolled outta bed,
and she ran to the police station.
When the birthers found out, they began to shout,
and they started the investigation.
It's against the law,
it was against the law,
Article II, sect. 1, paragraph faw,
it is against the law.
The voters look down and spit on the ground
every time my name gets mentioned.
The Donald said "oh, if I get that boy,
I'm gonna stick him in the house of detention."
Well, I'm on my way,
don't know where I'm goin'
I'm on my way,
on the taxpayers' dime,
but I don't know where.
Goodbye middle class,
here's a case of Corona.
See you, me, and Julio down
by the schoolyard.
In a couple of days Soros'll take me away,
but the press makes the story reek.
And when the radical preacher
come to get me released,
we was all talkin' totally Newspeak.
And I'm on my way
I don't know where I'm goin'
I'm on my way.
I'm bustin' a rhyme,
cause I got nappy hair.
Goodbye to Rosie,
and the show Oklahoma,
see you, me, and Coolio
down at the schoolyard.
I was really running out of ideas by the last coupla' verses - can you tell?