Mr. President

by Emma Carnage   Aug 11, 2005


I’ll make Daddy proud
I’ll beat up those jerks
I’ll show them for picking on me
I’ll do something that really works

I’ll just go get some back up
I’ll recruit some poor fools
I’ll let them do the dirty work
Until the jerks admit I’m the one who rules

I’ll just steal some cash from everyone else
To pay off my brutes
But they’ll never blame me
I mean, look at all my expensive suits

I’ll just make up some words
Pretend I know what I’m saying
They’ll believe every word I speak
Never knowing that with their lives I’m playing

As soon as they start to catch on
I’ll just quickly change the subject
Point out something else bad
And act like I’m doing it to protect

People are being killed?
Oh, but look over there
Two men getting married
Everyone please beware!

Go ahead, ask any questions you have
I’ll give you my best answer
But now look at this drive
It’ll make you forget about cancer

I’m finally making Daddy proud
All it took was a few thousand lives
And who cares about the Americans and Muslims
Walking away with their backs stabbed with knives

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  • 18 years ago

    by eternal rest

    duuuuude... freakin awsome. i love it... absolutely love it!

  • 18 years ago

    by Kendall

    rock on!