Thursday, January 21, 2010

Song -- Brats

These days it seems
That everyone is ignorant to me
It's not race or fat
Just idiots being spoiled brats
Maybe if they had to walk out
To get water that's far out
Then they'd be grateful for the
Father who made the daughter

It's not just anybody
It's a nation of idiots
We learn to say gracias
And God bless the SAS-S-S
Maybe if we gave up lying
Then there would be no crying
But its capital disaster
It's what they're all after

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