Bomb The Music Industry! - This is a Singalong! lyrics

"Guantanemo Bay, son. We want none of your bullsh**. The boy who's crying 'Haditha', Vietnam's not a reference. Stop to think of the terror Everyone's gonna mess with a whiny b**h of a nation. Turn in your laptop unless you are ready to report the news in a way we see fit And turn in your dictaphone All your photos won't be shown You're just fanning the flames of decent and the U.S. wants no part of it. We must distract or they'll react in a way that will be detrimental to our policy of coverups, BOY. We want none of your bullsh**." Well, everyone knows that numbers have no liberal bias You stupid sh** of a nation. If it's a campaign advertisement will you please stop telling us it's news? We got better things to do than read other countries' papers because you silence our reporters while you're k**ing just to keep our rights supposedly. We found no bombs so can we move on from the spying snide America where we are no safer now than we were before, BOY. We want none of your bullsh**. Only one thing to call it, feeding time for the pulpit. We want none of your bullsh**. If we can't disagree then what do we fight for. If we can't dissent, then why do we have war? "Son, we want none of your bullsh**. The boy who's crying 'Haditha', Vietnam's not a reference. Stop to think of the terror Everyone's gonna mess with a whiny b**h of a nation. And boy, we're not gonna let them. Christian values for miles, God will place us above them. Don't focus on the photos. Please focus on gay marriage."