LET IT RAIN SHIT!
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Let it rain shit.
Let it rain shit.
Let it rain shit,
In perfect goose-stepping formation,
Let it rain shit,
Until there is only the third world, not third world nations.
Let it rain shit,
Under search lights with sirens and bells ringing,
Let it rain shit,
Upon the gallows, upon the frayed nooses swinging.
Let it rain shit,
And with it repave, the streets and cover the ground,
Let it rain shit,
Until we have no choice but to flush it all down.
Let it rain shit,
So that even he who is regarded as the most tolerant of stench,
Cannot help but succumb to his own body's urge to wretch,
Spewing forth into the hand of his own treachery,
Let shit pour over every levy,
Until we are choking upon all we thought to expel,
Where foaming seas engulf every suburb, ghetto or reservation reserved for golf courses and lakeside hotels,
Let shit flow through the fields from the well,
So that the only crops we can harvest,
Are the seeds we've sowed from the bloodied soil inside of this rotting carcass,
Reaping and raping the life from the only one who can pardon us,
The beautiful name tainted by stealing the last crumb from the only true starving artist,
When it rains shit, let it pour over America the hardest,
Until we are drowning in our own filth,
Until we reclaim the difference between eternal life and eternal wealth,
And reunite the "us" and the "them" with the "self."
May this storm of shit carry the rain to our nightmares and dreams,
That we may come to terms with the impending doom of our own prophecy,
No longer will we rationalize our false strength in excess and gluttony,
Until this world holds a gun to its head and asks "Who will pull the trigger for me?"
It's rained shit for 200 years of stench and misery,
I cannot bear the pressure, the weight of self-interest crushing gravity,
Would one be so kind as to end this failed experiment in humanity?
You'll be commemorated with a crown of shit to sit atop your skull and bones,
So that your soul can gaze out at what you never hoped to accomplish alone.
Looking upon our kingdom of shit, the one we call by name,
Let it rain shit, and let nothing be the same.
Let it rain shit,
Let it rain shit,
Let it rain shit!
Let it rain shit.
Let it rain shit,
In perfect goose-stepping formation,
Let it rain shit,
Until there is only the third world, not third world nations.
Let it rain shit,
Under search lights with sirens and bells ringing,
Let it rain shit,
Upon the gallows, upon the frayed nooses swinging.
Let it rain shit,
And with it repave, the streets and cover the ground,
Let it rain shit,
Until we have no choice but to flush it all down.
Let it rain shit,
So that even he who is regarded as the most tolerant of stench,
Cannot help but succumb to his own body's urge to wretch,
Spewing forth into the hand of his own treachery,
Let shit pour over every levy,
Until we are choking upon all we thought to expel,
Where foaming seas engulf every suburb, ghetto or reservation reserved for golf courses and lakeside hotels,
Let shit flow through the fields from the well,
So that the only crops we can harvest,
Are the seeds we've sowed from the bloodied soil inside of this rotting carcass,
Reaping and raping the life from the only one who can pardon us,
The beautiful name tainted by stealing the last crumb from the only true starving artist,
When it rains shit, let it pour over America the hardest,
Until we are drowning in our own filth,
Until we reclaim the difference between eternal life and eternal wealth,
And reunite the "us" and the "them" with the "self."
May this storm of shit carry the rain to our nightmares and dreams,
That we may come to terms with the impending doom of our own prophecy,
No longer will we rationalize our false strength in excess and gluttony,
Until this world holds a gun to its head and asks "Who will pull the trigger for me?"
It's rained shit for 200 years of stench and misery,
I cannot bear the pressure, the weight of self-interest crushing gravity,
Would one be so kind as to end this failed experiment in humanity?
You'll be commemorated with a crown of shit to sit atop your skull and bones,
So that your soul can gaze out at what you never hoped to accomplish alone.
Looking upon our kingdom of shit, the one we call by name,
Let it rain shit, and let nothing be the same.
Let it rain shit,
Let it rain shit,
Let it rain shit!
