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rattlesnake shadow cast over the heart forever I am there barefoot in the dark they're beating that drum in the cemetery my death lays awake there whistling dixie yeah if this is hell well then I'm lucky yeah my death's alive there just waiting for me uh-huh my death's alive there just waiting for me my death lays awake there whistling dixie if this is hell then i'm lucky rattlesnake shadow cast across the heart forever we are there barefoot in the dark they're beating that drum in the cemetery my death lays awake there aaah whistling dixie yeah if this is hell if this is hell then i'm lucky yeah my death's alive there just waiting for me uh-huh my death's alive there just waiting for me my death lays awake there whistling dixie if this is hell well then I'm lucky barefoot in the dark barefoot in the dark barefoot in the dark

Dressed up in smoke And yellow wolf skin You spin and spin Skeletal girl with eyes like the dream I woke up in All tails and fins She held a red apple up To my lips Ghost of brother at my hip Her taste, like blood On my fingertips Ghost of brother at my hip Are you merely the spirit of these Bones that shelter me You spin and spin She opened her legs To show me Show me mercy Ghost of brother at my hip She held a red apple Up to my lips Ghost of brother at my hip Her taste, like blood On my fingertips Ghost of brother at my hip

"Hell Yeah" Alright now boys and girls we've got another story for you now! We want to introduce to you another friend of the Bible! Hell yeah Hell yeah Hell yeah Hell yeah If I were God there would be no explicit sex on T.V. Like little Opie eating pie when he made it with Aunt Bea If I were God thou shall not worship false Billy Idols And thou shall add the Book Of Flavor Flav to the Bible Thou shall make fun of Hindus thou shall not make a "Speed 2" If I were God that's what I'd do Heavens no Hell yeah Hell yeah Hell yeah Hell yeah If I were God I'd get a bunch of slaves to do everything Norwegian lesbians that feed me grapes and know how to sing If I were God thou shall not wear tube socks with Flip-Flops Thou shall sit and thou shall spin thou shall even wife swap Thou shall resist the Olsen Twins, thou shall not cut "Footloose" If I were God that's what I'd do, Heavens no Hell yeah Hell yeah Hell yeah Hell yeah And when they nail my pimpled ass to the cross I'll tell them I found Jesus that should throw them off He goes by the name Jesus and steals hubcaps from cars Oh Jesus can I borrow your crowbar? To pry these God damn nails out they're beginning to hurt Crucified and all I got was this lousy T-shirt "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter!" I'll sing as I'm flogged Yeah that's what I would do if I were God So vote for me for Savior and you'll go to Heaven Your lame duck Lord is like Kevin Spacey in "Seven" With creepy threats of H-E-Double-Hockey-Stick You just can't teach an old God new tricks But would I be a good Messiah with my low self-esteem? If I don't believe in myself would that be blasphemy? Just sport some crummy "holier than thou" facade Yeah that's what I would do if I were God

Way down in West Virginia, There are some people who are one of a kind. They don't need nothin' from nobody, 'Cause they're already doin' fine. You got Hasil Adkins punchin', An' Mamie's raisin' hell. The legend of D Ray White, Will never die like a rebel yell. An' ol' Jesco's dancin' in his Daddy's shoes. Yeah, ol' Hasil's still punchin' out them boom-towny blues. (Boom-towny blues.) An' ol' Mamie, you know she's done some time in jail. The legend of D Ray White will never die like a rebel yell. -Instrumental break- Birdie May White, she's the strongest woman, That I've ever met in my life. She raised over twenty-four of her own, An' had to watch her husband dyin'. She's always fightin' hard, An' livin' off the land. When she's done livin' in this world, You know, the Lord's gonna take her by her hand. An' ol' Jesco's dancin' in his Daddy's shoes. Yeah, ol' Hasil's still punchin' out them boom-towny blues. (Boom-towny blues.) An' ol' Mamie, you know she's still rain' hell. The legend of D Ray White will never die like a rebel yell. Yeah, the legend of D Ray White will never die like a rebel yell.

"If I Was President" [chorus] If I was president, I'd get elected on Friday, assassinated on Saturday, and buried on Sunday. If I was president... If I was president Instead of spending billions on the war, I can use that money, to feed the poor. I know some so poor, when it rains that's when they shower, when screaming "fight the power". That's when the vulture devoured [chorus] If I was president, I'd get elected on Friday, assassinated on Saturday, and buried on Sunday. If I was president... If I was president... If I was president... If I was president But the radio won't play this. They call this rebel music. How can you refuse it, children of moses? [chorus] If I was president, I'd get elected on Friday, assassinated on Saturday, and buried on Sunday. If I was president... If i was president Tell the children the truth, the truth. Christopher Columbus didn't discover America. Tell them the truth. The truth YEAH! Tell them about Marcus Garvey. Tell the children, the truth, yeah! The truth Tell them about Martin Luther King. Tell them the truth. The Truth. Tell them about JFK If I was President [chorus] If I was president, I'd get elected on Friday, assassinated on Saturday, and buried on Sunday. If I was president... If I was president

fuck yes please! may i have another?!??!?! heehee