Tuesday Tunes: I'm angry.
Shut up and sing.
Hey, remember when music was political? That was cool.
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
I ain't no senator's son. It ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no
Making war just for fun. Treating people just like pawns in chess. Wait till their judgment day comes.
When he kneels next to the Presidential bed does he ever smell his own bullshit?
Since when is skepticism un-American? Dissent's not treason but they talk like it's the same.
FDT
