Here's some plain language for you on election day New York style. This song is embematic of how a bunch of dumb suckers, P.T. Barnum style, are going to either elect a guy who won the Nobel Peace Prize while he was drone bombing wedding parties in Pakistan and everywhere else or a guy who believes Jesus and Satan are brothers who traveled to Earth in a spaceship from the planet Kolob. Why don't you just pull a psychopathic lunatic out of an insane asylum and put him up for president? You don't have to because they've done it for you already.
You sissy punks make me want to puke my guts up, nothing but a bunch of filthy cowards mesmerized by TV for retards, the Hollywood propaganda machine and your electronic gizmos that distract you from reality. For you life is jerking off and playing with your pussies all day long like some empty headed baboons fascinated with your own image. Three year old psychological profiles where you want candy all day long and if you don't get it you'll throw a fit and stomp around like Rumplestilskin.
Get it through your thick fucking concrete filled skulls, there is no right and left, there are just your owners. They own everything including the politicians who do what they are told. Politicians are not at the top of the food chain, they are managers of us on behalf of the elite .001% not the 1% that everyone speaks about. They make those people look like skid row bums in the Bowery. As a result of your fucking stupidity, this country will probably be destroyed because that's what they want. We don't make shit anymore all we do is borrow and spend like a bunch of degenerate gamblers.
If the politicians did half the crap they do nowadays in the 1950's the people would have freaked out, but because of normalcy bias created by the jew owned media makes us all think it's normal for these bastards to systematically take our rights away. And that when anyone brave enough to speak out against it stands up, they get a bullet in their head for their courage.
Fuck you, you fucking imbecile sheeple. I hope you enjoy the broken glass they'll shove up your ass again and again because you just love being abused anyway. But when you get sick of it don't complain to guys like me because we're just going to spit in your face. Happy election day there unconscious dimwits, have fun with that.