It's you allright

You're what's wrong with my country
You're what's wrong with the world
Just what we need is another boy toy
Who throws just like a girl

You don't know what you're talking about
You don't know what you're saying
You're just standing there in the wind like
Some ass that likes to hear themselves braying

Nobody's going to listen to you
Because there's no way you'd ever fight
All you want to do is empty conversate
And repeat what you think makes you right

But you don't even know the basics
You don't care about who's killing who
You just want to open mouth criticize
Whomever would be safest for you

Go live amongst the Palestinians
Why don't you try that one on for style
Or you could just stand there shovlin
From out of that self created steaming

Stinking pile


Neils
7:57 pm
9/5/2004
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transcribed this time
10:57 am
04/17/2006



N.....again