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Snow
Blind Fiend
He only had a million to live on till next Monday.
But he's looking for a tax cut all the time.
Say I think he's blind.
Someone should call him on his distortions and his lies.
And he'll back Cokehead Bush, 'cause he must.
But he'll always be a Nazi no matter how hard he tries.
And he'll never be one who we can trust.
He said he wanted tax cuts, but Reagan's act's too old.
So he bought a one way ticket on a Dubya made of snow.
So you say you saw the Pig Boy flying low.
Flyin' low, dyin' slow.
Did you say it was this morning that you last heard that
pig, Rush
Lyin' on the radio with hate filling his brain?
Spewing some lies he found upon the wall,
Of some dirty bathroom in Richard Scaife's home.
He only had a million to live on till next Monday.
He said he wanted tax cuts, but Reagan's act's too old.
So he bought a one way ticked on a Dubya made of snow.
So you say you saw the pig boy flying low, dyin' slow.
Flyin' low.
So you say you saw the pig boy flying low, dyin' slow.
Flyin low.
Blinded by snow.
Copyright © 2000 by
skisics
surus
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