Cage - Grand Ol' Party Crash (instrumental) lyrics

Our nation must come together to unite I know that human beings and fish can coexist peacefully Nobody needs to tell me what I believe But I do need somebody to tell me where Kosovo is The illiteracy level of our children are appalling I wake up to a caffeine cigarette vaccine and bathe in water I wouldn't drink before gasoline Feel like a loser because I'm not in Fallujah Paintin' a Land Cruiser with an Iraqi then taking his ruger No M-16 to gimme a callus inhuman super malice For GOP Uber Alles Baby suicide bombers hurdle suitcases in the nursery I'm in a deli eatin' tuna tasting the mercury Then wash it down with a two dollar bottle of water Get on the train and think of Terrorists with box cutters Gun concealer cuz I see a realer reality And what I breathe through my nasal cavities k**in' my batteries Bombs in metropolis out all eye sockets Esaphagus melted out some Shi'ite group will get their props for this look I need petro for my Mercedes But I'm not going to trying to kneel or bow for Emperor Cheney (NO) Maybe I'm crazy but I will not just follow the herd Unless of course it's enroute to lynch Mike Bloomberg Being pimped by a gas pump and all it's Saudi members Are like 'f** you' with New York's two middle fingers If the opposite of pro is a con then look beyond this The opposite of congress must be progress Wat the second coming's aborted and put in the dirt I still don't know what to wear with this orange alert! I was proud the other day when both republicans and democrats Stood with me in the Rose Garden to announce their support For a clearer statement of purpose: you disarm, or we will! American flags fly morals high A unit of twenty or so repelling from apaches in the sky Into a village of k**ers little Jimmy from Jackson Mississippi just graduated and seeing action M-16 locked loaded and spitting properly Whoever's in that line of fire chest full of democracy Turn the corner team leader neck up to nose gone Blown off this is not PS2's SOCCOM Jimmy stays so calm shoots count nothin' Riddled in his back answers come flying out his stomach Face down then face up in a bed almost dead Eyes slowly open I.V. bag and no legs A couple of sandwiches some bloody bandages In a room full of amputee G.I. amateurs He gets the word that his unit didn't make it Got a free ticket home but flat lined before he got to take it We're certain there are people that can't stand what America stands for We're certain there are madmen in this world And there's terror, and there's missiles And I'm certain of this too Cops tape up the scene gunner downs nine They're chasing away kids playin' hop-scotch in his chalk outline Two F-16s screech an iridescent sky Look down we're not in Iraq we're in NY Rats in the streets we move underground like earthworms Two coasts couldn't abort Satan in his first term The army in the subway walkin' with toolies I'm on the train with the back of the dollar bill still talking to me Drive with my left I know my whats right my weapon hand Like the maps of DC streets still show a pentagram License on the car window when I pa** through You've seen the news no joke the New York pig department will blast you My Weatherman party is invite only soldier Cuz with one wave a King G DUB's scepter it's over The right to a**emble puts the bureau's team on you Look into my file and nod to this while Jello screams on you! By our efforts we have lit a fire in the minds of men It warms those who feel its power, it burns those who fight its progress And one day this untamed fire of freedom will reach the darkest corners of our world It is the policy of the United States to seek and support the growth Of democratic movements and institutions in every nature and culture With the ultimate goal of ending tyranny in our world Except right here at home Yee-Haw! Don't mess with Texas Don't mess with Texas Don't mess with Texas Don't mess with Texas Connie, Connie, give me some pretzels Rummy, Rummy, give me that bible Give me that bible with the pages cut out and it got that c**aine in it C'mon, c'mon, don't mess with Texas I'll f** anything that moves!