We the People - the Album

by
Chris Miller

All music and lyrics copyright 2008. Patriot Music Online. All rights reserved.

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-HOPE MAKES THE TERRORISTS DEAD- -PATRIOT SONG-

Spread all the wealth, The man he say the government will solve my problems
Says this candidate stealth That raisin’ taxes is a patriotic scheme
Cause high taxes worked in the past They say the devil’s smooth and coy
Media fall on your knees for the One I may be just a country boy
And when all pay ten bucks for Gas Mister, get your dirty hands off of my dreams

War is so yucky The man say son, you’re better off we just run your healthcare
So let’s run and hide He say we’ll redistribute all your hard earned cash
And stick all our heads in the sand Well see that beautiful flag flying bold and true
The bad guys will probably Star-spangled, red white n blue
Just leave us alone Pardon me, but mister you can kiss my ass
And forget to come blow up our land
Now you may know about social justice
What the world needs now And you might cry for old Saddam
Is Barack Obama Well you might know ‘bout community organization
Like I need a hole in my head But I don’t give a damn
What we all need now Cause the world is crawling with terrorist dreams
Is Barack Obama So thank the Lord for the US Marines
Cause “hope” makes the terrorists dead That in America I can sing this patriot song

Open the borders Now you talk about Hope and Change like we’re just children
And pass out the cash Like some pied piper man leadin’ kids out from the gate
It’s time for compassion and change Well maybe some of my brothers been fooled by you
Don’t worry we’ll just But sooner or later they’ll see right through
Print more money, you fool And until that day we’ll just hope its not too late
Till big brother is at home on the range
Now you can blame it all on the last guy
What the world needs now Or you can stand up and be a man
Is Barack Obama Not a single attack in over seven years
Like I need a poke in the eye Is that so hard to understand?
What we all need now Because al-qaeda don’t take vacation days
So thank the Lord above for the Green Berets
That in America I can sing this patriot song
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-For the Gipper- Now you may not believe me mister, but I’m prayin’ fer you
That you might lead this country and try to do what’s right
Through the ages folks have been ruled, by And so from sea to shining sea
Cruel dictatorships and communist fools, well Because of the brave we’re living free
They were bad men, but now they’re cool In America we sing this patriot song
Talkin’ ‘bout Che Gueverra and Marx
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See the kids dressed in their hammer n’ sickle shirts, now -All I Want for Christmas
100 million dead, but that ain’t the worst, these
Utopian beliefs come round and haunt us like a curse In the land of Persia
Doesn’t anyone remember Rocky IV? A little man with beady eyes
He dreams of conquest in a world
So, Ronald Reagan, where did you go? Where every Jewish person dies
Above the shining city upon a hill- we miss you so United Nations
And now the government gonna jack my taxes anyway Doesn’t think he’ll cause a flap
my little Mahmud wants to wipe
The Russian Bear’s awake, partners with a Cuban crew Israeli borders off the map
Venezuela’s on the march, and the Chicoms too Off the map
These are countries in which it totally sucks to be you
Doesn’t anyone remember the movie Red Dawn? Mahmud Ahmadinejad don’t phase me
The little guy is crazy
So, Ronald Reagan, where did you go? But he’s workin’ on a bomb and so we better take that lunatic out
Above the shining city upon a hill, we miss you so He’ll go an cry about the Great Satan up in his business
And now the government gonna jack my taxes anyway And all I want for Christmas
Is a bunker buster baby raining fire on his nuclear sites
So if you’re watching, Ronnie pass the word
Along to the big Guy upstairs, so our prayers are heard Mahmud is crabby all the time
And maybe let us win one, for the Gipper’s America baby Seein’ freedom in Iraq
Iranian people
5 Might see it grow and want it back
-UNDER THE BUS- Do you remember long ago
Going to church Once upon a time it seems
What do I see Another little man set out
Man full of hatred Upon his genocidal dreams
Preachin’ at me
It’s been twenty years 6
I been prayin’ with him -OUTTA CONTROL!-
Now that the spotlight’s on
I think it’s a sin Leftist courts, they try to legislate from
The bench they change
Under the bus The scope of the Constitution
That’s where you go Circuit Nine, is filled with ultra libs who
He’s not the man (I swear) Deliberate- over penumbras they fawn
That I used to know
So do you cherish your freedom of speech?
I got a friend Or think your home will be safe from their reach?
Who set a couple o’ bombs The government has big, white teeth and the courts
The capitol Building Are crazy outta control!
And the pentagon
Now you can always tell Hidden rights, the double-secret kind within
Which way the wind will blow Amendment 14
Caused he’s a weather man But not in amendment 2
Who’s waitin’ to explode Pelosi and Reid, and the Chosen One will shut my
Record down, singin’ Fairness Doctrine Blues
Under the bus
That’s where you go So do you cherish your freedom of speech?
He’s not the man Or think your home will be safe from their reach?
That I used to know The government has big, white teeth-and the courts
I got the people fooled Are just outta control!
I got ‘em sleeping fast They’re gonna come for the guns in your name
Round and round my wheels go And teach you all about eminent domain
I’m gonna hit the gas Jurisprudence turned into a game
Now if you really believe
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Well then you probably think -That Day-
You’re safely outta my way…
It was just another ordinary day
I’ll throw you under the bus You crept on in, and took our innocence away
That’s where you’ll go Telephone rings, I turn on the news
Gonna change America Got nothing to win, and everything to lose
Babe I hope you know That day
I got the people fooled Yeah you crept in, and took our planes
I got ‘em sleeping fast See the towers falling, all the smoke and flames
Round and round my wheels go Sometimes we pay for our freedom, such a heavy cost
Keep my foot on the gas Pray for our fallen brothers and sisters that we lost
That day
7 Little girl sits by the phone
-WHERE WERE YOU BORN?- Her daddy ain’t never comin’ home
My God just look what you’ve done
A funny thing went in the presidential race ‘08 So go and hide in your caves with your cowardly ways
The democratic nominee was thought to be so great But we will never ever forget
But our founders made a rule and what they wrote was really clear That day
Only natural-born citizens are eligible, my dear I seen you dancin’ in the streets
Say hello to Allah, Johnny-jihad, if we should meet
Obama, tell us, where you born? So wave your hands, and shoot your guns in the air
Cause the media won’t do their job anymore Celebrate how you killed innocent men and women who were there
You’re grandmother in Kenya said That day
You were born on foreign shores But you will never understand
So Barry, tell us, where oh where were you born? The spirit of this great land
Thank God united we stand
You’d think that ol’ Barack would wanna try and nip this in the bud We’re gonna do what we can (talkin’ to you, Iran), and we will never ever forget
To settle all these lawsuits, and wipe away the rumor-mud That day
The one thing that could prove it, he won’t let anybody see
A bona fide presidential birth certificate mystery So God Bless the USA
And … and your fundamental ways
Obama, tell us, where you born? ‘cause this here’s the home of the brave
Cause the media won’t do their job anymore So go to hell when you die, and be sure to say hi to Hitler, when you get there
You’re grandmother in Kenya said That day
You were born on foreign shores
So Barry, tell us, where oh where were you born?
Thanks: To my lovely wife and children, and to our brave men and women in the
Can you confirm, Barack where were you born? military who allow us to enjoy the blessings of liberty. Thanks also to the millions of
Cause the jpeg on your website was proven forged hard-working Americans who make this country work…this record is for you!
I gotta say pal, to me, this whole thing just smells rotten to the core
So Barry, tell us where oh where were you born

Barack Hussein Obama, where were you born?

You don’t like your middle-name spoken aloud, in your side a thorn
Obama tell us where oh where were you born?
Obama tell us where oh where were you born?