Here's To The State Of Richard Nixon
Phil OchsOriginal | HERE'S TO THE JUDGES - 2006 EDDIE VEDDER & TIM ROBBINS VERSION Eddie... |
HERE'S TO THE STATE OF RICHARD NIXON Here's to the State of Richard Nixon For underneath his borders the devil draws no line If you drag his muddy rivers nameless bodies you will find And the fat trees of the forest have hid a thousand crimes And the calender is lyin' when it reads the present time Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Richard Nixon find yourself another country to be part of And here's to the schools of Richard Nixon Where they're teaching all the children they don't have to care All the rudiments of hatred are present everywhere And every single classroom is a factory of despair Oh, there's nobody learnin' such as foreign word as fair Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Richard Nixon find yourself another country to be part of And here's to the laws of Richard Nixon Where the wars are fought in secret, Pearl Harbor every day He punishes with income tax that he don't have to pay And he's tapping his own brother just to hear what he would say But corruption can be classic in the Richard Nixon way Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Richard Nixon find yourself another country to be part of And here's to the churches of Richard Nixon and Billy Graham Where the cross, once made of silver, now is caked with rust And the Sunday mornin' sermons pander to their lust All the fallen face of Jesus is chokin' in the dust And Heaven only knows in which God they can trust Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Richard Nixon find yourself another country to be part of And here's to the government of Richard Nixon In the swamp of their bureaucracy their always boggin' down And criminals are posing as advisors to the crown And they hope that no one sees the sights and no one hears the sound And the speeches of the President are the ravings of a clown Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Richard Nixon find yourself another country to be part of. | HERE'S TO JUDGES Here's to the judges of John Roberts, Who wear the robe of honor in a phony legal form, And justices are stranger when the partisans report, When the court elected a president it was the beginning of this war, Here's to the land you tore out the heart of, John Roberts find yourself another country to be part of Here's to the government of Dick Cheney, With criminals posing as advisors to the crown, And they hope that no one sees the sites or that no one hears the sounds, Cause the speeches of our president are the remains of a clown Here's to the land you tore out the heart of, Dick Cheney find yourself another country to be part of Here's to the churches of Jerry Falwell, Oh the cross once made of silver now is turned to rust, And the sunday morning services preach in fear of men in love, And God only knows in heaven they must trust Here's to the land you tore out the heart of, Jerry Falwell find yourself another country to be part of Here's to the laws of Alberto Gonzalez, Congress will pass an act in the panic of the day, And the Constitution's drowning in an ocean of decay, And freedom of speech is dangerous i've even heard them say, Here's to the land you tore out the heart of, Gonzalez find yourself another country to be part of Here's to the businessmen of George W, Who'll want to change the focus from Halliburton to Enron And their profits like blood money spilled out on the white house lawn, To keep their hold on power they're using terror as a con, While the bombs they fall on children dont know which side...dont care which side that they're on Here's to the land you tore out the heart of, George W find yourself another country to be part of Here's to the land you've torn out the heart of, George W find yourself another country to be part of |