Political songs Vol #2
Obamanation part 3
Who wants simpatacos
Who wants to have some fun?
Don’t forget to vote for Joe
It’s like I’m numb on rum
Are you my wife?
No, you’re not my wife you’re my sister
I like the smell of freshly washed long hair
Let’s do a push up contest
Let’s flip and flop and flip
Lets hitch are wagons to the devil
It’s only poison cool aide please take a sip
I will beat Joe Biden
Oh, dam that’s me
Please vote for puppet Biden
And Make Nancy so happy
Look at those tits
I want to touch it
Just a bump a grope I’m stiff
I love your hair can I take a whiff
I want a black woman
I want a black woman
I want a black woman
Not really but ok
Ill do what you all say
To survive another day
Dog face pony soldiers
Are all trump supporters
Telling lies and stealing all my thunder
If I’m elected it will be like an abomination part 3
It will be abomination part 3
Are you my wife
Are you my wife?
No, you’re not my wife you’re my sister
I like the smell of freshly washed long hair
Let’s do a push up contest
Let’s flip and flop and flip
Let’s hitch are wagons to the devil
It’s only poison cool aide please take a sip
I will beat Joe Biden
Oh, dam that’s me
Please vote for puppet Biden
And Make Nancy so happy
Are you my wife
MWL 5-28-20
Dog faced pony soldiers
And the war has begun
Even after all we’ve done
Whittled down to just one
The day is here my son
You in your dirty shirt and tattooed arms
disregard your father’s charms
Holding tight to the carousel
Spinning round bound for hell
A dreamer’s pause at the well
A dreamer’s pause….
Saddle up and ride
On the wind of pride
God is on our side
Let’s not be denied
Dog face pony solders
Ride
Dog face pony solders
Ride
To the other side.
You watch the tv with an empty mind
The more you watch the more you go blind
A dangerous new strain
That numbs your brain
A warrior’s mind with a pocket full of hope
A day and a half away from swinging from a rope
OH, how do you cope?
How do you cope
Unwashed face and untied shoes
A bucket of hate
Looking for clues
Saddle up and ride
On the wind of pride
God is on your side
Let’s not be denied
Dog face pony soldiers
ride
Dog face pony soldiers
Ride
To the other side
Dog face pony soldiers
ride
Dog face pony soldiers
Ride
To the other side
Dog face pony soldiers
ride
Dog face pony soldiers
Ride
To the other side
MWL 2-11-20
Hunting season
Chaos surrounds me
Hysterical people run
In circles of death
Bombs explode
Bullets fly from unregistered guns
Knives shine in the blood lust moon
The moans and cry’s
Of lost souls Marooned
I’m at peace now
I can reveal myself and escape the cocoon of this wretched society
I paint my face in their blood I smile in their eyes as I sink the blade deep into their gut.
Hunting season is here
Come out my brothers no need for fear
There is no god
There is no law
There are no rules
Just angry claws
Hunting season is here
I’m dancing in the streets as bodies start to pile
I must pace myself
And kill with un daunting Style
Chaos surrounds me
Hysterical people run
In circles of death
Bombs explode
Bullets fly from unregistered guns
Knives shine in the blood lust moon
The moans and cry’s
Of lost souls Marooned
I sigh the sigh of contentment
MWL 6-19-20
Miss America
She’s so tired and mistreated,
Scorned and ridiculed and defeated.
Her friends all fake now deleted.
Not one dream survives, all hope has retreated.
They Throw garbage
On your lawn.
They steal your stuff
And Then they pawn.
Time to heed your fathers call.
Miss America
build the wall
Miss America
build that wall
She wanted a place to thrive
Wanted to keep love alive
Wanted to do more than survive
Didn’t have time for the jive.
They Throw garbage
On your lawn.
They steal your stuff
And Then they pawn.
Time to heed your fathers call.
Miss America build the wall
Miss America build that wall
We live in a dyeing world of sin
The-rag heads are the devil’s kin.
Push the bottom -let’s start again.
It’s not a matter of if-
It’s a matter of when.
They Throw garbage
On your lawn.
They steal your stuff
And Then they pawn.
Time to heed your fathers call.
Miss America build the wall
Miss America build that wall.
MWL 12-4-18
Orange man
He’s doesn’t care about your feelings
He wants you to be strong
He wants you to get your fair share
He doesn’t need to belong
He’s got lots of money
He doesn’t need this job
He could just buy an fucking island
In paradise and say good luck and so long
But he’s seen enough shit over the years and said enough enough
He needed to rectify the carnage of the Obama nation
So, he ran for president
And to his surprise he won
And he’s been getting crucified from day one
The cry baby swamp creators on the sinking democrat ship called Pelosi
Hit a reef and won’t go down easy
They lie and lie and create fake news
To save their jobs
They even tried to impeach him and it didn’t work
It blew up in their disgraceful faces
A boy name Schiff
And a tumor named Schumer
And a turn coat bitch named Romney
They’ll tax you so hard you’ll never leave mom.
I put on my red hat and do the trump dance
Cleaning out the swamp
All the haters are in a trance
Dripping of hate and murder
One creature at a time all guilty of unamerican crimes
THE ORANGE MAN IS COMING
The orange man is here to stay
The orange man rolling up his sleeves
Pulling the trigger on the flame thrower killing the creatures of the swamp
Don’t listen to their spiraling death screams they will try to entice you and mesmerize you with there fancy game of diversion and perversion and delicious hatred.
Aaaahwwwaaahahhahawwwwwwwahh
The Orange man is here
MWL 3-7-20
The end of man
Through a tunnel of light I was shot
Into this world foggy and hot
Like a distant dream
I hear the screams of terror rain
A fireball devours the plains
Old men now impotent have gone insane
The children run and hide from demons’ eyes
Searching for souls even hell denied
What a poisonous mess is this
human failures greet me with a drunken kiss
check the time son come one come all
grab a seat and watch the fall
we once stood proud and tall
foolishly we never heeded the call
out in the purple sky tonight
the moon is on fire
it’s such a sight
there is no hate now
everyone knows we’ve gone too far
there is no escape, no retreat
no quarter, no do over, no repeat
a hopeless child we stand together
eyes to the sky as missiles rain from the sky
the end of man
selfish man
MWL
3-6-20
Crickey creeping
Crickey creeping never sleeping
In the window he is peeping
Someone’s in there watching news
Whites are hated more than Jews
The Television makes its incision
creating hate and deep division
a stone tossed in the sea of confusion
reality made from pure delusion
sinking slowly taking its place in the mud
many stones later a dam stronger than blood
window fogging old man’s nodding
CNN fans its evil fire -Whipping to a frenzy
Every soapbox Cryer
Impoverished never loved forgotten souls begging at the doors
Looking for more free gifts their dependence goes ignored
No one cares no one looks up
Till they need the retched one’s to fill their political cup
Snoring with white privilege bravado
Dreaming of childhood wonders
Safe for now under the vail of sleep
Soon morning will wake all the mindless sheep
Crickey creeping never sleeping
In the window he is peeping
Listening to all your phone calls
A prisoner of your wallpapered walls
Back in the days when you had balls
You stood for freedom you stood tall
Now they come to take your soul
They want it all they want control
The Television makes its incision
creating hate and deep division
a stone tossed in the sea of confusion
reality made from pure delusion
sinking slowly taking its place in the mud
many stones later a dam stronger than blood
a stone tossed in the sea of confusion
reality made from pure delusion
sinking slowly taking its place in the mud
many stones later a dam stronger than blood
Crickey creeping never sleeping
In the window he is peeping
Crickey creeping never sleeping
In the window he is peeping
MWL 6-28-20
Hold my beer
We’re not forgotten
Sons of John Wayne
Freedom has a cost
Paid for with pain
When I see the hate mongers
Trying to control us with fear
I roll up my sleeves
And say hold my beer.
All these democrats
Spreading lies and hate
Recruiting lost souls
With confusion for bait
It’s time to drop the hammer
Put them in a crate
No more homeless vets
With empty plates
We’re not forgotten
Sons of John Wayne
Freedom has a cost
Paid for with pain
When I see the hate mongers
Trying to control us with fear
I roll up my sleeves
And say hold my beer.
Somethings in the water
Something bads at play
There stealing our rights
A little more everyday
No more blue sky’s
Now everything is grey
Children controlled by I phones
Have forgotten how to play
Everyone gets a trophy
Everyone gets a say
Everywhere you look
They glorify gays
Sanctuary city’s
Just hate mills for votes
Put them on a plane
A bus or a boat
Time to go back home
Better bring your coat
We’re not forgotten
Sons of John Wayne
Freedom has a cost
Paid for with pain
When I see the hate mongers
Trying to control us with fear
I roll up my sleeves
And say hold my beer.
I roll up my sleeves
And say hold my beer
MWL 2019
🍺
Surfing with the Devil
Fake news rules the day
Truth doesn’t matter
Never did anyways
Outside it rains
Clouds dancing in the turbulent sky
Tears of pain fall from frightened eyes
What’s going on, on the other side
Surfing with the devil
demons search for brides
You watch your news and I’ll watch mine
such stunning lies can make you blind
So politically driven so malcontent
Once upon a time God came and went
To the left
To the right
In the middle we shall fight
Like insect on a tiny hill
For my kind I will kill
To the left
To the right
In the middle we shall fight
Like sharks in a frenzy
Mindless and dumb
Violence makes you numb
Kill for a crumb
I want yours now give me some
Clouds dancing in the turbulent sky
Tears of pain fall from frightened eyes
What’s going on, on the other side
Surfing with the devil
demons search for brides
To the left
To the right
In the middle we shall fight
Like insect on a tiny hill
For my kind I will kill
To the left
To the right
In the middle we shall fight
To the left
To the right
In the middle we shall fight
Clouds dancing in the turbulent sky
Tears of pain fall from frightened eyes
What’s going on, on the other side
Surfing with the devil
demons search for brides
MWL 6-6-20
This is your judgement day
When you reach the edge
And you look down into the pit
Memories come rushing back
Be quick be done with it
Oh, you had a good run
Most would surely say
But here we stand
Raise up your hands
This your judgement day
No one but you can see your demons
Spying and tricking and always teasing
Like glutens they feast on your fears
bad things will happen
They give you no reason
Down in the hole
To help you season
The silence is deafening
Forced you to treason
Stripping you clean
Nothing left to believe in
No one but you can slay your demons
Some how you lost your way
Always working no time for play
Quietly your mother prays
This is your Judgement day
In a dream filled with orange mist
The angels have gathered
Are you Ready for this?
Now is the time to plead your case
And a movie of your life plays
All the good drenched in sunrays
And you feel the tears well up
And your heart in your throat
The love of your family
So proudly they spoke
Around the room the mood changed the color to golden hews
Your first love Your first kiss, then heart break found you
You learned from the wreckage and moved on
The prosecuting angel rose from his chair
We see a loving boy but yes, we must go there
Little clips in time a mountain of lies an ocean of deceit
We will see the reason you feel out of cleat
Alcohol was your weapon you welded it everyday
It changed the way you looked at the world
Soon there was drugs and petty crimes
And losing your job
Chemically changing your mind
You lost your ambition you lost your way
And the only thing that mattered was getting high everyday
You steal and you hurt anyone in your way
You’ve had so many chances but you pissed them away
And there you are in a gutter a needle jabbed in your arm
You don’t care if you live or die
You just wanted to fly
Just wanted to get high
And so here we are and you hanging by a tread
Here we are at the edge
look down into the pit
Memories come rushing back
Be quick be done with it
Oh, you had a good run
Most would surely say
But here we stand
Raise up your hands
This your judgement day
No one but you can see your demons
Spying and tricking and always teasing
Like glutens they feast on your fears
bad things will happen
They give you no reason
Down in the hole
To help you season
The silence is deafening
Forced you to treason
Stripping you clean
Nothing left to believe in
No one but you can slay your demons
A jury of angels gathered to vote
You have been granted one last
Stay of execution
So, use your time wisely and remember the good
The dark will always try to ingulf the light
Find the strength and the courage
To live and love
This is our judgement
Wake now
Let love be your light
MWL 5-29-20
Zombies on parade
From the White house
To the crack house
They suffer from truth decay
From the grotto
To the Ghetto
Bad choices are made
The mountain is high
But it’s always true
Climb to the top
And you will see through
All the Zombies on parade
To do nothing is a mistake
The twist they shake they brake
Zombies on parade
On your nightly news
In your city halls
In the far-left schools
Watch them fall
From the union halls and dusky pubs
With purple back lit neon sign
Bring me you confused and you lost
Let’s fill their heads with lies and lies and hate
Let’s fill their hearts with pain and mistakes
What motives them I often wonder
What fills their minds with the blackest of evil?
Zombies on parade
Play the charade
Wanting votes and getting paid
Watch the world come unbraid
Spinning like a hatchet seeking blood
All hopes and dreams dissolve in the putrid mud
From the union halls and dusky pubs
With purple back lit neon sign
Bring me you confused and you lost
Let’s fill their heads with lies and lies and hate
Let’s fill their hearts with pain and mistakes
What motives them I often wonder
What fills their minds with the blackest of evil?
Zombies on parade
Play the charade
Wanting votes and getting paid
Watch the world come unbraid
Spinning like a hatchet seeking blood
All hopes and dreams dissolve in the putrid mud
From the White house
To the crack house
They suffer from truth decay
From the grotto
To the Ghetto
Its always been that way
MWL
3-3-94 5-15-20
Party time
The democrats have been defeated
All there evil now deleted
The sun came out with a wonderful shine
The swamp is now drained
And it’s party time
Let’s tape a keg
Let’s share a beer
Pelosi killed herself
Set fire to her hair
There jumping off of bridges
There jumping out of planes
Schumer did himself in today
He ran in front of a train
Go get some hotdogs
Don’t forget the buns
Sound the alarm son
Trump has won
Let the fireworks rage tonight
America is saved
The democrats are jumping
Using the Grand Canyon as a mass grave
So, Maxine Waters slight her wrist
An overdose for Adam Scheft
And Camel toe wouldn’t ya know
Took her gun and made it swift
Party hats are optional
Wont you come and see
The hanging of the squad
First up is AOC
it was a fine day
It was a day of redemption
Replace all the statues
No more left-wing oppression
No more sleepy joy
The Trojan pony solider
You can where your Maga hat
Without looking over your shoulder
What about that Hilary
She walked into the ocean
What about Lightfoot
She drank the dark potion
What about Whitmer
She’s hanging by from a tree
What about Lebron
A bus ran him over when he was taking a knee
Let’s tape a keg
Let’s share a beer
Pelosi killed herself
Set fire to her hair
There jumping off of bridges
There jumping out of planes
Schumer did himself in today
He ran in front of a train
Go get some hotdogs
Don’t forget the buns
Sound the alarm
Trump has won
The democrats have been defeated
All there evil now deleted
The sun came out with a wonderful shine
The swamp is now drained
And it’s party time
There is just one that slithered away
The serpent called Obama
Into a hole resting its evil soul
Waiting for the next China Drama
Trump feeling all the love just pour
America’s great …. Once more
Teach… your children well…
Their father’s hell… they should learn by.
MWL 9-19-20