Daily Archives: August 23, 2005

They’re Back! (With a vengeance.)

“You ride around your white castle,
On your little white horse
You lie to your people,
and blame it on your war of course
You call yourself a Christian,
I call you a hypocrite
You call yourself a patriot,
well I think you’re full of shit
Oh, sweet Neo Con,
What path have you led them on?
Oh, sweet Neo Con,
Is it time for the atom bomb?
You parade around in costume,
Expecting to be believed
But as the body bags stack up,
We believe we’ve been deceived
The horror you’ve unleashed,
Will backfire with more grief
When will you ever learn,
Sweet Neo Con,
as the world burns?
How come you’re so wrong?
My sweet neo-con,
where’s the money gone,
in the Pentagon.
It’s liberty for all,
democracy’s our style,
unless you are against us,
then it’s prison without trial.
Oh, sweet Neo Con,
What path have you led them on?
Oh, sweet Neo Con,
Is it time for the atom bomb?
Oh, sweet Neo Con,
What path have you led them on?
Oh, sweet Neo Con,
Is it time to drop the bomb?”

Ah yes. Brings back such lovely memories of the Bad Old Days, don’t it folks? Riding into D.C. on the Gay Bus for one of the last of the Big Anti-Vietnam war demos. Sticky Fingers had just come out and we were all singing “Brown Sugar” at the top of our collective lungs — the better to wake the recently dead.

Plus cç change. . .