This Is a Singalong Songtext
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This Is a Singalong Songtext
"Guantanamo Bay, son, we want none of your bullshit
The boy who′s crying 'Haditha′, Vietnam's not a reference
Stop to think of the terror, everyone's gonna mess with
A whiny bitch of a nation, a whiny bitch of a nation
A whiny bitch of a nation
A whiny bitch of a nation
A whiny bitch of a nation
A whiny bitch 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 dissent 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 cover ups
Boy, we want none of your bullshit
Well, everyone knows that numbers have no liberal bias
You stupid shit of a nation
You stupid shit of a nation
You stupid shit of a nation
You stupid shit of a nation
You stupid shit of a nation
You stupid shit 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 'cause you silence our reporters
While you′re killing just to keep our rights, yeah, supposedly, 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 bullshit
Only one thing to call it
Feeding time for the pulpit
We want none of your bullshit
We want none of your bullshit
We want none of your bullshit
We want none of your bullshit
We want none of your bullshit
We want none of your bullshit
If we can't disagree
Then what do we fight for, fight for, fight for, fight for?
If we can't dissent
Why do we have war?
"Son, we want none of your bullshit
The boy who′s crying ′Haditha', Vietnam′s not a reference.
Stop to think of the terror
Everyone's gonna mess with a whiny bitch 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."
The boy who′s crying 'Haditha′, Vietnam's not a reference
Stop to think of the terror, everyone's gonna mess with
A whiny bitch of a nation, a whiny bitch of a nation
A whiny bitch of a nation
A whiny bitch of a nation
A whiny bitch of a nation
A whiny bitch 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 dissent 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 cover ups
Boy, we want none of your bullshit
Well, everyone knows that numbers have no liberal bias
You stupid shit of a nation
You stupid shit of a nation
You stupid shit of a nation
You stupid shit of a nation
You stupid shit of a nation
You stupid shit 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 'cause you silence our reporters
While you′re killing just to keep our rights, yeah, supposedly, 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 bullshit
Only one thing to call it
Feeding time for the pulpit
We want none of your bullshit
We want none of your bullshit
We want none of your bullshit
We want none of your bullshit
We want none of your bullshit
We want none of your bullshit
If we can't disagree
Then what do we fight for, fight for, fight for, fight for?
If we can't dissent
Why do we have war?
"Son, we want none of your bullshit
The boy who′s crying ′Haditha', Vietnam′s not a reference.
Stop to think of the terror
Everyone's gonna mess with a whiny bitch 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."
Writer(s): Jeffrey Ernest Rosenstock Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com