Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Lets Fight Them Terrists Here

I say “bring ‘em on’ over here so we can strip ‘em , whip ‘em and hang ‘em
We know what they look like and, buddy, it sure ain’t nethin like us
We’ll light ‘em up when they’re stooping down on top of them little towels
Why bother shipping all that stuff over there, just give us them weapons and ammunition

We can cut em down in the Wal*Mart parking lot and drag em over behind the church
I say let’s burn their fekin mosques when they go inside seekin’ santuary
We ain’t scared to fight ‘em here,, and besides we got no damn business over there
You don’t even have to pay us as long as there’s guns, refreshments and medics available

We’ll search them out like rats - with dogs and burn ‘em in bonfires for everyone to see
They can put it on TV and make a lot of money on ads and slick promotional shit
Hell, spend that money here and we can be happy killin and prosperin economically
Just let some fucking jihadis darken my door and then they’ll see what happens in a gotdam hurry

Hopefully, they try to tell us to grow beards and kiss on some little carpet 5 times a day
just let them tell my wife once to cover up her damn face and they’ll find theyselfs in little pens
Don’t forget that Jesus is with us here and covers our butts as we stomp on their faces
If we fight them here we don’t waste our money there in that stinkin, fly-ridden dessert

Won’t none of their heathen innocent citizens get hurt if we cap the bad ones right here
We’ll pose for pictures atop heaps of their corpses stacked in the backs of our pickup trucks
Local TV can show drawings of suspects and we’ll cruise in our trucks and pick ‘em off
We can video their torture and post it on the internet as an invite for ther friends

Lets fight them here so we don’t have to go way over there and get all like bogged down & shit
Lets everybody start on their own street alookin for sign of they evil, antichrist horseshit
We’ll blow ‘em up together publicly with their own suicide cell phones and car bombs
The army can pay us as civilian contractors and private security forces right here at home

We can RFID all honest citizens and have open season on anyone who don’t scan
Which fekin chickenshit was it anyway said we’re afraid to have to fight ‘em here?
We’ll publicize their mass shallow graves and arrest them when they come down to mourn
Let’s put a bounty on their robed caliphate asses just like we did with them other varmints

Let’s fight them here so I can teach my boys how to get her done real young
It’d be a great economic stimulus cause we’d need lots of services and supplies
I say don’t let’s just Bring Em On, I’m sayin Bring Em On Over Here, with tattooed foreheads
We can start by setting them fuckheads down in Gitmo loose somewhere in Arkansas

Ain’t gonna be no liberal protests when we save their homes from bath-robed martyrs
Instead of gettin unemployment, the outsourced can join up with the local militia
We’ll fight our way out of this here recession locally, battling godless foreign heathen
Yep, we can restore our world image by bravely resistin invading terrarist killers, right here at home

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