horror stories coming from new orleans, page-82

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    re:us/the noise/our voice by the Rolling Stones.

    You ride around your white castle, On your little white horse / You lie to your people, and blame it on your war of course

    You call yourself a Christian, I call you a hypocrite / You call yourself a patriot, well I think you’re full of sh1t

    Oh, sweet Neo Con, What path have you led them on? Oh, sweet Neo Con, Is it time for the atom bomb?

    You parade around in costume, Expecting to be believed / But as the body bags stack up, We believe we’ve been deceived

    The horror you’ve unleashed, Will backfire with more grief / When will you ever learn, Sweet Neo Con, as the world burns?

    Oh, sweet Neo Con, What path have you led them on? Oh, sweet Neo Con, Is it time for the atom bomb? Oh, sweet Neo Con, What path have you led them on? Oh, sweet Neo Con, Is it time to drop the bomb?

    How come you’re so wrong? My sweet neo-con, where’s the money gone, in the Pentagon.

    It’s liberty for all, democracy’s our style, unless you are against us, then it’s prison without trial


 
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