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YO BLAIR or BUTCHERS RAP By JP Mc Menamin Yo Blair, Yo Blair Who’d have thought it,hey? An ex-drunk and a moron President of the USA. Yo George, Yo George I am upper class You’re a school yard bully That’s why I lick your ass. Yo Blair, Yo Blair I rule the goddamed world I pledge allegiance to your country When old glory is unfurled Yo George, Yo George My country’s in decline By jove, if you would be my chum That would be jolly fine Yo Blair, Yo Blair You talk like a fag I’ll let you be my poodle But buggery ain’t my bag Yo George, Yo George I swear that I’m not gay Educated English men Just seem to talk that way. Yo Blair, Yo Blair Wipe away your tears You can be my partner But boy, I sure hate queers Yo George, Yo George What are you going to do? I don’t have a back bone So I’ll stand close to you Yo Blair, Yo Blair I’m gonna break the law I hate that guy, Saddam Hussein He was mean to my Paw Yo George, Yo George Lets go kick some ass Hell, I’m so hypercritical I still go to mass. Yo Blair, Yo Blair Let’s invade Iraq You can wear a baseball cap Wear it front to back. Yo George, Yo George My people don’t want war I’ll send the sons of the working class That’s what the army’s for Yo Blair, Yo Blair You can join my gang Let’s go kill some children With rockets that go BANG Yo George, Yo George Forget the United Nations I’ll send a facsimile letter To all bereaved relations Yo Blair, Yo Blair I’m writing you a decree Don’t show no god dammed body bags In print or on TV Yo George, Yo George Censure all bad news And call the people, traitors Who might have different views Yo Blair, Yo Blair I talk to God each night God says, the Arabs are heathens And I am in the right Yo George, Yo George God said, I am his son Some day I’ll walk on water When my time on earth is done Yo Blair, Yo Blair Let’s toast with some lemonade Here’s to the death of innocents In a holy, just crusade The wrath of the super power Was unleashed upon Iraq The cowards, used the dark to night To launch the unjust attack A crime against humanity A flouting of the law Nazi’s wearing stars and stripes They called it, Shock and Awe Shock and Awe, Shock and Awe The very names obscene Psychopathic GI Joes And soldiers of the Queen Little children, blown apart Their limbs in the rubble Bush and Blair anaesthetised In a self delusion bubble No flowers greet them in the street No children stand and smile Tanks rumble the desert sands Mile after bloody mile Blood lay on the desert sand The hot sun made it boil Blood trickled through golden sand Mixed with the thick black oil War crimes and massacres An army of occupation Democracy, through the barrel of a gun Death and subjugation Holy shrines are desecrated Icons, trampled in the mud Stamped with the sign of Satan An imprint left in blood Thousands taken from their home An unlawful security measure Tortured by sexual deviants For their own personal pleasure Five years after occupation Iraq is in despair The death toll keeps on rising Civil war is in the air Yo Blair, Yo Blair Did you see Abu Grave? When I saw the naked rag heads I felt so doggone brave Yo George, Yo George That’s the way to treat the scum Did you see the woman soldier? Pointing at the naked bum? Yo Blair, Yo Blair In cuba I got pens Fill them up with rag heads Treat ‘em just like hens Yo George, Yo George That’s the way to treat ‘em Take away their civil rights Torture them and beat them Yo Blair, Yo Blair I’ve ruined countless lives They died for freedom and America I tell the mothers and the wives Yo George, Yo George I told my people lies That albatross is round my neck And swarming with big flies Yo Blair, Yo Blair Next stop, Afghanistan Want to send some troops out there? Kill Arabs and get a tan Yo George, Yo George I’ll send every mother’s son But my boy, sure ain’t going I won’t give him a gun Yo Blair, Yo Blair You know I dodged the draft People say I’m stupid But this ol’ boy ain’t daft Yo George, Yo George I’ll stick to you like glue Put your foot up to my mouth You got shit on your shoe Yo Blair, Yo Blair I used to be a drunk Found God in a Texan jail A rich, spoilt, red neck punk Yo George, Yo George I love your western drawl Let’s go to the United Nations And piss against the wall Yo Blair, Yo Blair How many did we kill?? Some say a hundred thousand Boy that gives me a thrill Yo George, Yo George I lost some soldiers too Some were killed by the enemy And rest were killed by you Yo Blair, Yo Blair I really like you guy Easily manipulated Loyal and quite shy Yo George, Yo George You’re my favourite chum I like the way you pat my head And tickle me on the tum Yo Blair, Yo Blair I need a little nap Go into your kennel boy Lets stop this doggone rap. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- George, Do you ever think that we might, be you know, in the wrong? Hell no Blair. We’re the good guys,Fox News said so But george, what if, you know, we killed people for nothing? Get out Blair, get out, I don’t want to hear that limey, chicken shit talk in my house. Bad boy Blair, bad boy. I’m sorry George, I really am, look I’m giving a paw. Blair my toilet is blocked, put your hand in and see whats blocking it. I got it George, look it’s a pretzel. One of them little bastards nearly choked me, put it on the table until it dries out, I’ll eat it later. Lie down now Blair, lie down, that’s a good boy, you’re a good poodle. I’ll get Condie in to tickle your tummy, Condie, Condie, come and see Blair do tricks. He looks so doggone cute. I believe he understands every word I say, good boy, good boy Blair. What a loyal little poodle you are. Good boy, good boy, Oh no, he’s peed on the carpet with excitement. (TRANSCRIBED FROM SECRET WHITEHOUSE TAPES) Top Of Page © Copyright 2009 J P McMenamin