"Ben Dover, Obama!!" (To be sung to the Beatles' "Roll Over, Beethoven")
MUD's gonna write a little ditty... Gonna mail it to my friend, Hannity!! We're a'rockin' Lib'ral ninnies... I want Rush Limbaugh to SING!! Ben Dover, Obama!! Gonna git the BigMan to play!!
You know the TeaPartiers're risin'... While RAT-JournOlists make up news!! Barack's Treason's Muslim... Marxist goal's..."Keep killin' the Jews!!" Ben Dover, Obama!! The RAT-Messiah's a TOOL!!
I got a rockin' new MudCave... I need to sing MUD's Obama Tunes!! I think Barack's parents were Whiteys... Wantin' Power 'cuz they were Marxist DUPES!! Ben Dover, Obama!! Right's whuppin' Left's FOOLish TOOLS!!
Folks, it's our freedom, we like it... Don't need BigGuv'ment...DeeCee's a shark pit!! BO's a boner...hear Truth on Rush!! RATS call US "Birthers"...DeeCee loves Marxists!! BO, Ben Dover... Ben Dover, Obama... We're whuppin' Left's FOOLish TOOLS!! Ohh!!
Rise early ev'ry mornin'... MUD's a singin' you the warnin'... Don't you tread on Right's Founding Truths!! Hey diddle diddle... MUD'll play his fiddle... Folks must REJECT Left's views!! Ben Dover, Obama!! And tell Michelle she's a shrew!!
You know RATS whinin' 'causes low sperm... RATS like to beg fer schlop!! Left's got some KRAAAY-ZEE partners... Dubyuh really won Iraq!! Long as patriots fight... Right's music shall never stop!! Ben Dover, Obama!! Ben Dover, Obama!! Ben Dover, Obama!! Ben Dover, Obama!! Ben Dover, Obama!! And dig MUD's mystical tunes!!
If you live free, VOTE FREE!! Don't matter HOO U R... Dutch Reagan's our STAR!! RATS R insane... From Truth and Light RATS scurry... RAT-Power's cause 2 worry!!
Yo Barry, there... Ain't no Marxists wise enuff... Ain't no minions bold enuff... Ain't no Lib'rals tuff enuff... To keep US from DEFEATING U!!
November Tuesday...Truth sets you free!! Rush told us we must VOTE 4 Liberty!! From this day on, REJECT RATS Power... Right'll B there when U R free... DeeCee loves Power!!
Yea Barry, there... Ain't no Marxists wise enuff... Ain't no minions bold enuff... Ain't no Lib'rals tuff enuff... To keep US from DEFEATING U!!
No spin, Left stains...
Ol' MUD's singin' live... From deep in my heart... Church Hill is the place we'll start!! If you ever need a RightWing band... Syntaurs ain't 'fraid of trouble... Whup ass on TheMan!!
Don't you know that there... Ain't no Marxists wise enuff... Ain't no minions bold enuff... Ain't no Lib'rals tuff enuff... To keep US from DEFEATING TOOLS!!
Don't RATS know that there... Ain't no Marxists wise enuff... Ain't no minions bold enuff... Ain't no Lib'rals tuff enuff...
MUD don't need...don't sleep... Sheeeple feed...Marxists seethe!! Barry's SCUM...minions moan, Left's WEAK!! Lick the dirt off RAT- Messiah's feet!! RATS blame Bush...Left's LOUD!! Masterbates becuz RATS LOVE their Power!! TRUTH RATS denigrate...Left's Tax&Spend!! Think like MUD and we'll WHUP KenyanKen!!
MUD don't worry when braindead Lib'rals come his way... RATS pack themselves together...Left's awful DUMB!! RATS git where they're not ALLOWED to... RATS take what's not theirs...TYRANTS don't care!!
Marxists scam...ain't Right!! Don't oppress this Injun's Civil Rights!! Enslave the Poor so RATS can be well-fed!! Line their holes with the dead one's bread!!
MUD don't worry when braindead Lib'rals comes his way... RATS stack themselves like minions...they're IGNORANT!! RATS packed like smelts like idiots...Left's awful DUMB!! Don't spit where yer not supposed to... RATS take what's not theirs, they don't compare...
Rats...They don't compare (2x) Ben, the two of us need look no more (5X)
Ain't that sumthin'?! Any idea what Pearl Jam CD this song can be found on?!
Mudboy Slim (discovered Sunday, February 09, 2003...completed 7 August 2010)
I'm looking forward to the humiliation and abasement of the entire Clinton-Pelosi-Schumer-Rangel machine. Champagne's on ice.
I have lived in this country long enough to know, however, that whomever the 'Pubbies put in there in '10 or '12, their base will be betrayed by them just like Zero betrayed his troops.
The elites that have this country by the family jewels, have nothing other than its destruction as their goal, and they use both parties toward that end.
"I'm looking forward to the humiliation and abasement of the entire Clinton-Pelosi-Schumer-Rangel machine. Champagne's on ice.
I have lived in this country long enough to know, however, that whomever the 'Pubbies put in there in '10 or '12, their base will be betrayed by them just like Zero betrayed his troops.
I sure wouldda liked to see how long it took President Romney to "betray" me this year (or next)...
The elites that have this country by the family jewels, have nothing other than its destruction as their goal, and they use both parties toward that end.
They play with us like a cat plays with a mouse."
Devolve Power AND Responsibility Outta DeeCee!!
FREEZE Federal Spending back to 2008 levels...it will sell, Next, nobody REALLY wants to be forever known as a guv'ment dependent, Finally, we'll slowly wean 'em off Uncle Sam (and they will thank us)...MUD
I ain't got much to say anymore when I hear the refrain that all was honky-dory until them godawful democrats showed up and made a mess of things.
Romney has made a career out of talking out of both sides of his mouth on all manner of social, economic and political issues. He sups at the same trough as Bammy and he's just as big an equivocator.
Bammy may be a crypto-bolshevik, but at least we know what we're up to. Either way we're headed for war. The bankers that fund these guys have no other way out.
"I ain't got much to say anymore when I hear the refrain that all was honky- dory until them godawful democrats showed up and made a mess of things."
No, they were screwed up back when Dubyuh and a GOP-controlled Congress grew Fed spending by a greater percentage than Slick Willie and the RATS had.
"Romney has made a career out of talking out of both sides of his mouth on all manner of social, economic and political issues. He sups at the same trough as Bammy and he's just as big an equivocator."
Romney was far from my ideal candidate, but he was light-years ahead of the RAT- messiah. Where is the next Reagan?
Devolve Power AND Responsibility Outta DeeCee!!
FREEZE Federal Spending back to 2008 levels...it will sell, Next, nobody REALLY wants to be forever known as a guv'ment dependent, Finally, we'll slowly wean 'em off Uncle Sam (and they will thank us)...MUD
Romney was far from my ideal candidate, but he was light-years ahead of the RAT- messiah. Where is the next Reagan?
His name was Ron Paul and the establishment, RNC and their bosses, ensured that he could not win the nomination because he would have buried Obaaaaaaaaaa-ma. By supporting the lamestream NeoCon party lyin you support Obaaaaaaaaaa-ma.
"When next day we left at noon, the crowd, of whose presence behind the curtain of trees I had been acutely conscious all the time, flowed out of the woods again, filled the clearing, covered the slope with a mass of naked, breathing, quivering, bronze bodies. I steamed up a bit, then swung down stream, and two thousand eyes followed the evolutions of the splashing, thumping, fierce river-demon beating the water with its terrible tail and breathing black smoke into the air. In front of the first rank, along the river, three men, plastered with bright red earth from head to foot, strutted to and fro restlessly. When we came abreast again, they faced the river, stamped their feet, nodded their horned heads, swayed their scarlet bodies; they shook towards the fierce river-demon a bunch of black feathers, a mangy skin with a pendent tail -- something that looked a dried gourd; they shouted periodically together strings of amazing words that resembled no sounds of human language; and the deep murmurs of the crowd, interrupted suddenly, were like the responses of some satanic litany.
"We had carried Kurtz into the pilot-house: there was more air there. Lying on the couch, he stared through the open shutter. There was an eddy in the mass of human bodies, and the woman with helmeted head and tawny cheeks rushed out to the very brink of the stream. She put out her hands, shouted something, and all that wild mob took up the shout in a roaring chorus of articulated, rapid, breathless utterance.
"'Do you understand this?' I asked.
"He kept on looking out past me with fiery, longing eyes, with a mingled expression of wistfulness and hate. He made no answer, but I saw a smile, a smile of indefinable meaning, appear on his colourless lips that a moment after twitched convulsively. 'Do I not?' he said slowly, gasping, as if the words had been torn out of him by a supernatural power.
"I pulled the string of the whistle, and I did this because I saw the pilgrims on deck getting out their rifles with an air of anticipating a jolly lark. At the sudden screech there was a movement of abject terror through that wedged mass of bodies. 'Don't! don't you frighten them away,' cried some one on deck disconsolately. I pulled the string time after time. They broke and ran, they leaped, they crouched, they swerved, they dodged the flying terror of the sound. The three red chaps had fallen flat, face down on the shore, as though they had been shot dead. Only the barbarous and superb woman did not so much as flinch, and stretched tragically her bare arms after us over the sombre and glittering river.
"And then that imbecile crowd down on the deck started their little fun, and I could see nothing more for smoke.
"The brown current ran swiftly out of the heart of darkness, bearing us down towards the sea with twice the speed of our upward progress; and Kurtz's life was running swiftly, too, ebbing, ebbing out of his heart into the sea of inexorable time. The manager was very placid, he had no vital anxieties now, he took us both in with a comprehensive and satisfied glance: the 'affair' had come
"...the crowd, of whose presence behind the curtain of trees I had been acutely conscious all the time, flowed out of the woods again, filled the clearing, covered the slope with a mass of naked, breathing, quivering, bronze bodies. I steamed up a bit, then swung down stream, and two thousand eyes followed the evolutions of the splashing, thumping, fierce river-demon beating the water with its terrible tail and breathing black smoke into the air. In front of the first rank, along the river, three men, plastered with bright red earth from head to foot, strutted to and fro restlessly. When we came abreast again, they faced the river, stamped their feet, nodded their horned heads, swayed their scarlet bodies"
Yet another interpretation in the controversial usage of the term "REDSKINS" by my favorite pro sports team...MUD