I think much like another song “Anti-Matter” (that's also on the same album as this song), this one is also is inspired by a horrifying van crash the band experienced on Nov 3, 2022. This, much like the other track, sounds like it's an extension what they shared while huddled in the wreckage, as they helped frontman Garrett Russell stem the bleeding from his head wound while he was under the temporary effects of a concussion. The track speaks of where the mind goes at the most desperate & desolate of times, when it just about slips away to all but disconnect itself, and the aftermath.
I hate those filthy fuckin' monkeys and the features that they share with simians, disgustin' junkies, welfare recipients
They livin' off of someone's money who pays tax and has a life, while these black bitches stomachs stay fat with parasites
And they have to have a pipe to relax on average nights, so their bastard bratty tykes all act like savage types
It's the legacy of Black and Spanish guys, vagrancy and general complacency of dads who have no wives
Police should beat their fuckin' skulls in with Magnum-Lites. Illegitimate, illiterate Blacks should have no rights
Cause they go from havin' lives to havin' life, and I pay to feed their appetites, and give 'em TV with satellites
Those thievin', stealin' dirty fuckin' heathens dealin' dope need to steal a boat, sail their monkey asses back to Africa
And seal the coast with giant gates made of steel and bolts, so we can try and save the decent white god fearin' folks
And I got strangers movin' in to my own backyard, hometown battlefield. Times is hard
Crime is risin' on my horizon, and it's gettin' mighty hard for folks to find a job
A lot of folks say that the times is changin', but the more things change, the more they stay the same
And I don't know where I'm gonna go. I don't know, I don't know
Don't hand me your ethics, discredit this as rude hard speech, cause I'm not anti-Semitic, Jews are cheap
With every breath they're breathin' through large beaks they're tellin' more fibs, and squeezin' 4 kids into 2 car seats
What a waste of white skin, heartbeats and faces like men. Nigga lovers who treat the beast as if the ape was like them
They killed the savior Christ and then denied that he was god's seed. It doesn't come as a surprise they'd meet the Nazis
I live to see the day Rabbi's decree their cocks be clipped at birth, till there ain't a Jewish dick that works
We should take care of the rich half first on Chanukah, and smother out their breath and words with yarmulkes
Till they turn to vomiters, chokin' on their Manischewitz. Menorahs to the foreheads would make some handy weapons
Cause there's no room for clandestine Goldblooms, Blatts and Bergs, we'll just wipe 'em off the map of Earth
And I got strangers movin' in to my own backyard, hometown battlefield. Times is hard
Crime is risin' on my horizon, and it's gettin' mighty hard for folks to find a job
A lot of folks say that the times is changin', but the more things change, the more they stay the same
And I don't know where I'm gonna go. I don't know, I don't know
You know who probably hurts us most? Those sneaky guys with chinky eyes and the turban folks, dotheads who settle on our urban coasts
I wish that they would drop dead, buyin' up convenience stores and restaurants, either, or, they sneakin' in. I'm tired of the lenient laws
Treatin' them like real Americans when after all, these rice eatin' heathens even eat their cats and dogs
And that's because their misers, fuckin' cabbies in a hurry, covered in the stench of curry and they're awful drivers
The law provides us with no means of protection, not even a weapon to stop their evil conception
And my people are threatened by the rate at which they multiply, alarmin' enough to make the true patriot's pulses high
Cultist like worship hindu and buddhist rituals. Our lord Christ would turn in his grave due to his principals
The way they're takin' bread from the truly blessed sons, I'd have to say the only good brown and yellow folks are dead ones
And I got strangers movin' in to my own backyard, hometown battlefield. Times is hard
Crime is risin' on my horizon, and it's gettin' mighty hard for folks to find a job
A lot of folks say that the times is changin', but the more things change, the more they stay the same
And I don't know where I'm gonna go. I don't know, I don't know
I'd like to add lastly, AIDS ain't a disease, we should take tainted IV's, and jam 'em up the pillow bitin' fags' ass cheeks
And dykes are twice as bad. What kind of woman doesn't like to shag? No dick for those chicks, what kind of life is that?
We got marches fightin' for the rights of drag queens and queers, whose sperm's armed like germ farms breedin' fear
The fuckin' fairies need brazieres high heels and dick. The stuff's so scary to even hear it I'm feelin' sick
Your body parts got a right feel and fit silly fairy. Nobody wants fags and dykes to join the military
We'd be better off killin' every bitchy lesbian, and wimpy feminine man than to let them in
Then again I know it seems like I'm the devil's rotten henchmen, but no one on this earth loves all of god's inventions
Not to mention I got a date to try and talk with Satan, and lots of tension cause I'm late for my inauguration...
Right this way Governor Bush
They livin' off of someone's money who pays tax and has a life, while these black bitches stomachs stay fat with parasites
And they have to have a pipe to relax on average nights, so their bastard bratty tykes all act like savage types
It's the legacy of Black and Spanish guys, vagrancy and general complacency of dads who have no wives
Police should beat their fuckin' skulls in with Magnum-Lites. Illegitimate, illiterate Blacks should have no rights
Cause they go from havin' lives to havin' life, and I pay to feed their appetites, and give 'em TV with satellites
Those thievin', stealin' dirty fuckin' heathens dealin' dope need to steal a boat, sail their monkey asses back to Africa
And seal the coast with giant gates made of steel and bolts, so we can try and save the decent white god fearin' folks
And I got strangers movin' in to my own backyard, hometown battlefield. Times is hard
Crime is risin' on my horizon, and it's gettin' mighty hard for folks to find a job
A lot of folks say that the times is changin', but the more things change, the more they stay the same
And I don't know where I'm gonna go. I don't know, I don't know
Don't hand me your ethics, discredit this as rude hard speech, cause I'm not anti-Semitic, Jews are cheap
With every breath they're breathin' through large beaks they're tellin' more fibs, and squeezin' 4 kids into 2 car seats
What a waste of white skin, heartbeats and faces like men. Nigga lovers who treat the beast as if the ape was like them
They killed the savior Christ and then denied that he was god's seed. It doesn't come as a surprise they'd meet the Nazis
I live to see the day Rabbi's decree their cocks be clipped at birth, till there ain't a Jewish dick that works
We should take care of the rich half first on Chanukah, and smother out their breath and words with yarmulkes
Till they turn to vomiters, chokin' on their Manischewitz. Menorahs to the foreheads would make some handy weapons
Cause there's no room for clandestine Goldblooms, Blatts and Bergs, we'll just wipe 'em off the map of Earth
And I got strangers movin' in to my own backyard, hometown battlefield. Times is hard
Crime is risin' on my horizon, and it's gettin' mighty hard for folks to find a job
A lot of folks say that the times is changin', but the more things change, the more they stay the same
And I don't know where I'm gonna go. I don't know, I don't know
You know who probably hurts us most? Those sneaky guys with chinky eyes and the turban folks, dotheads who settle on our urban coasts
I wish that they would drop dead, buyin' up convenience stores and restaurants, either, or, they sneakin' in. I'm tired of the lenient laws
Treatin' them like real Americans when after all, these rice eatin' heathens even eat their cats and dogs
And that's because their misers, fuckin' cabbies in a hurry, covered in the stench of curry and they're awful drivers
The law provides us with no means of protection, not even a weapon to stop their evil conception
And my people are threatened by the rate at which they multiply, alarmin' enough to make the true patriot's pulses high
Cultist like worship hindu and buddhist rituals. Our lord Christ would turn in his grave due to his principals
The way they're takin' bread from the truly blessed sons, I'd have to say the only good brown and yellow folks are dead ones
And I got strangers movin' in to my own backyard, hometown battlefield. Times is hard
Crime is risin' on my horizon, and it's gettin' mighty hard for folks to find a job
A lot of folks say that the times is changin', but the more things change, the more they stay the same
And I don't know where I'm gonna go. I don't know, I don't know
I'd like to add lastly, AIDS ain't a disease, we should take tainted IV's, and jam 'em up the pillow bitin' fags' ass cheeks
And dykes are twice as bad. What kind of woman doesn't like to shag? No dick for those chicks, what kind of life is that?
We got marches fightin' for the rights of drag queens and queers, whose sperm's armed like germ farms breedin' fear
The fuckin' fairies need brazieres high heels and dick. The stuff's so scary to even hear it I'm feelin' sick
Your body parts got a right feel and fit silly fairy. Nobody wants fags and dykes to join the military
We'd be better off killin' every bitchy lesbian, and wimpy feminine man than to let them in
Then again I know it seems like I'm the devil's rotten henchmen, but no one on this earth loves all of god's inventions
Not to mention I got a date to try and talk with Satan, and lots of tension cause I'm late for my inauguration...
Right this way Governor Bush
Lyrics submitted by Yrtlzmo
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