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Mongoloid Lyrics
Wipe away the drool
Before someone sees you.
Close your mouth and focus
On doomsday hocus-pocus.
In order to control
Invent someone they'll fear.
Then name the enemy,
Make their agenda clear.
You are the prodigal son.
And now you are the chosen one.
You are a weapon of mass destruction!
El Presidente mongoloid
Leads a nation to dysfunction!
Heil mein Fûhrer, feed me to the lions!
Rape and pillage, bathing in oil,
A jihad on the poor!
If egos slowly atrophy,
From outer space to inner peace.
Tell me then how should we start?
With an olive branch, or a stake through the heart?
A fly in the ointment,
Writhing cancerous.
A safe distance from genius.
An eye for an eye,
A tooth for tooth.
Sly as a fox
Network Nazi Hitler youth.
A sample on a slide,
And a toast to genocide.
If egos slowly atrophy,
From outer space to inner peace.
Tell me then how should we start?
With an olive branch or a stake through the heart?
A fly in the ointment,
Writhing cancerous.
Wake me up when Rome begins to burn.
You're ivy league.
A legacy in ancestry.
Blood runs deep.
Founded in the mason creed.
We're all slaves
On puppet strings.
Survival of the working class,
Echoes of desperation.
Entranced, distracted
Squeal like a pigs orgasmic.
Staring like zombies into their television screens,
Armageddon keeps me soaking
In my wet dreams.
When angers all consuming with sickness blooming,
An esoteric disguise.
Out of body, out of mind,
Out of hope, and out of time.
Welcome to the new world order!
Heil mein Fûhrer, feed me to the lions!
Rape and pillage, bathing in oil
A jihad on the poor!
If egos slowly atrophy,
From outer space to inner peace.
Tell me then how should we start?
With an olive branch or a stake through the heart?
Bestial, estranged,
Prolific and deranged.
Hail to the chief.
A tremendous effort indeed.
A fly in the ointment,
Writhing cancerous.
Wake me up when Rome begins to burn.
Before someone sees you.
Close your mouth and focus
On doomsday hocus-pocus.
In order to control
Invent someone they'll fear.
Then name the enemy,
Make their agenda clear.
And now you are the chosen one.
El Presidente mongoloid
Leads a nation to dysfunction!
Heil mein Fûhrer, feed me to the lions!
Rape and pillage, bathing in oil,
A jihad on the poor!
From outer space to inner peace.
Tell me then how should we start?
With an olive branch, or a stake through the heart?
Writhing cancerous.
A safe distance from genius.
A tooth for tooth.
Sly as a fox
Network Nazi Hitler youth.
And a toast to genocide.
From outer space to inner peace.
Tell me then how should we start?
With an olive branch or a stake through the heart?
Writhing cancerous.
Wake me up when Rome begins to burn.
A legacy in ancestry.
Blood runs deep.
Founded in the mason creed.
We're all slaves
On puppet strings.
Echoes of desperation.
Entranced, distracted
Squeal like a pigs orgasmic.
Staring like zombies into their television screens,
Armageddon keeps me soaking
In my wet dreams.
When angers all consuming with sickness blooming,
An esoteric disguise.
Out of body, out of mind,
Out of hope, and out of time.
Rape and pillage, bathing in oil
A jihad on the poor!
From outer space to inner peace.
Tell me then how should we start?
With an olive branch or a stake through the heart?
Prolific and deranged.
Hail to the chief.
A tremendous effort indeed.
Writhing cancerous.
Wake me up when Rome begins to burn.
Song Info
Submitted by
travismwh On Aug 19, 2011
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This song is obviously a critical look at President George W. Bush.