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Good stuff. Not by George Carlin, but good stuff nonetheless.
I'm NOT an american! I'm a english............
Yes good link Master TMO I got it in a E-mail and did not check the valdidity of it. It just had some points that I agree with.
@ Cat
I answered your radar problem for you if its still not the way you want it ! I love George Carlin, I have seen him 3 times live. If you have not seen him live and get the chance to, you will not be disappointed I promise ! Maybe we can hook up for some CTF like in the old days ! B)
I guess that means im a bad american too :[
Hey Cat I found this in the Buried Archives on PTT great post man!!
WooT
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I am a bad american XD
Wow kinda old
Kid Rock
American Bad Ass
Yeah! And I've set up and turned out this state
with my own two hands
We've traveled this land packed tight in minivans
And all this for the fans, girls, money, and fame
I play their game, and then they scream my name
I will show no shame, I live and die for this
If I come off soft, then chew on this....
Are you scared?
Devil without cause, and I'm back
with the Beaver hat and Ben Davis slacks
30-pack of Stroh's, 30-pack of hoes
No rogaine in the propane flows
Chosen one, I'm the living proof
With the gift of gab from the city of truth
I jabbed and stabbed and knocked critics back
And I did not stutter
when I said that I'm goin platinum...sellin rhymes
I went platinum..seven times
And still they ill they wanna see us fry
I guess because of only God knows why..why..why
Ohhhhh..they call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black
Throw a finger in the air, let me see where you're at
and Say HEY HEY
Let me hear where you're at and Say HEY HEY
I'm giving back so Say HEY HEY
Show me some metal and Say HEY HEY HEY HEY
I like AC/DC and ZZ Top, Bocephus, Beasties, and the
Kings of Rock
Skynyrd, Seger, Limp, Korn, the Stones, David Allen
Coe with No Show Jones
Yeah! Pass that bottle around
Got the rock from Detroit and soul from Motown
The underground stoned f***in pimp
With tracks that mack and slap back the whack
Never get in the way, I don't play with with that
But watch me rock where Liberace flashed
Punk rock the Clash, Boy Bands are trash
I like Johnny Cash and Grandmaster Flash
Ohhhhh..they call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black
Throw a finger in the air, let me see where you're at
and Say HEY HEY
Let me hear where you're at and Say HEY HEY
I'm giving back so Say HEY HEY
Show me some metal and Say HEY HEY HEY HEY
Yeah...I saw your band...
Jumping around on stage like a bunch of wounded ducks
When you gunna learn sucker?
You just can't f*** with Twisted BBBBBBrown
Truckkkkkeeeeerrrr
I'm an American Bad Ass
Watch me kick, you can roll with Rock
Or you can suck my d***
I'm a porno flick, I'm like Amazing Grace
I'm gunna f*** some hoes after I rock this place
Superfly living doublewide
Side car on my Glide so Joe C can ride
F***in sack to share, bringing flash and glare
Got the long hair swinging, middle finger in the air
Snake skin suits, 65 Chevelle
See me ridin in sin in the rebel yell
I won't live to tell, so if you do
Give the next generation a big F*** YOU
Who knew I'd blow up like Oaklahoma
Said f*** high school, pissed on my diploma
Smell the aroma, Check my hits
I know it stinks in here, cause I'm the S***
Ohhhhh..they call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black
Throw a finger in the air, let me see where you're at
and Say HEY HEY
Let me hear where you're at and Say HEY HEY
I'm giving back so Say HEY HEY
Show me some metal and Say HEY HEY HEY HEY
I'm a cowboy, Bad Ass in black singing HEY HEY HEY HEY
From side to side from front to back Say HEY HEY HEY HEY
I put Detroit City back on the map by Singin HEY HEY HEY HEY
Kid Rocks in the house and thats where I'm at!
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Theres such thing as a good American?
Jumps in a silver Aston Martin, closly followed by The Dukes of Hazard car...o wait, they crashed... Never mind...
I'll jump on the bandwagon...
There's no rest for the weary, just another day grindin' up stones
Till they turn into dust, it's tough times in the rough
Diamonds ain't enough to cover up a corrupted and f#%ked up
legacy of strange food, bloody whips and smallpox,
Trigger happy cops, barbed wire and fire water y'all, it don't stop
When the colonizer came with the cross and the sword
I threw the first spear and said I declare war!
I'm a battle scar wearin' heir apparent, to send in to
Belong, win me into proletariat and peasants
So check the work ethic and the name, the lessons might
change but the essence of the message is the same
So when they say anything, say why is it?
Class is in session till the teacher gets a pink slip
I ride the rhythm and buy the little wine, talk
Head get the concrete to line with your spine, I speak,
Define peace, but it's war all the time, 's deep, like the
Tribe from retina (?) shoreline, I'm a more mindful guy ever since
Findin' out that I'm about to be your father, and doubt is not an option, and
Now I can't be gettin' crunked and faded as often, so
Get your hands dirty 'cause I pray you're ain't enough, boss,
What cross? We got crucified by buckshot. One million Jesuses and Judas got his nuts off
Pages torn out, the memory of those who remain shackled with the
chains of international capital gain
they claim civilized but they animal ways, peace to Oakland, I've never been a fan of the
A's, but some days you can find me inscribed in my soul on the page, every
Crime has an alibi, disciplined and organized, is how I handle my
Move jack suspended, mad time on they battle grind (? Entire line)
I can't knock it if you find it entertainin', I rap those who's who stay incompensated
Go check the work ethic and the name, the lessons might
Change but the essence of the message is the same.
So when they say anything, say why is it?
Class is in session till the teacher gets a pink slip.
Forty to a class, no wonder we delinquent, half the school
district never make it to commencement.
I bend the spine of the track until it snaps, Pop's workin' over-
time and he got a broken back, got three little
Sisters, one brother in Iraq, and mom prays novenas to
Keep the fam intact, but this song ain't a psalm waiting
For God to answer, brothers call me dog but they got the letters
Backwards, I'm back where the plan of attack to repossess my
Name face and history, y'all, who wants that?
My capacity to spit caliber s#%t into the wind's a big
Lesson, and entertainment's a legitimate weapon, igniting the
Cipher (?) sessions and decipherin' life, and
Blendin' both theory into practice I write
Vernacular, and actual fact, God, no posturin', a thousand pointin'
Fingers, I defied every one of 'em. I ride for my brother and I
Carry the burden of a future uncertain till the fall of the curtain,
BETTER MOVE! HOLD YOUR HEAD HIGH SOLDER, IT AIN'T OVER YET!
THAT'S WHY WE CALL IT A STRUGGLE! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO SWEAT!
So check the work ethic and the name, the lessons might
Change but the essence of the message is the same.
So when they say anything, say why is it?
Class is in session till the teacher gets a pink slip.
Crazy landlady tryin' to switch up on the
lease, if she raises up the rent again it's time to say
"Peace." Peace! Peace! And that's my piece! It's still
all about the bullet in the belly of the beast.
From the east, my brother, we came, the lessons might
Change but the essence of the message is the same.
So when they say anything, say why is it?
Class is in session till the teacher gets a pink slip.
So keep marchin till your feet split open, no
Rest for the weary, Blue Scholars keep goin'.
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YES, I'M A BAD AMERICAN
By George Carlin
I Am Your Worst Nightmare. I am a BAD American. I am George Carlin.
I believe the money I make belongs to me and my family, not some mid level governmental functionary, be it Democratic or Republican!
I think owning a gun doesn't make you a killer; it makes you a smart American.
I think being a minority does not make you noble or victimized, and does not entitle you to anything.
I believe that if you are selling me a Big Mac, try to do it in English.
I think fireworks should be legal on the 4th of July.
I think that being a student doesn't give you any more enlightenment than working at Blockbuster. In fact, if your parents are footing the bill to put your pansy self through 4 years plus of college, you haven't begun to be enlightened.
I believe everyone has a right to pray to his or her God when and where they want to.
My heroes are John Wayne, Babe Ruth, Roy Rogers, and whoever canceled Jerry Springer.
I don't hate the rich. I don't pity the poor.
I know wrestling is fake and I don't waste my time arguing about it.
I've never owned a slave, or was a slave, I didn't wander forty years In the desert after getting chased out of Egypt. I haven't burned any witches or been persecuted by the Turks and neither have you! So, shut up already.
I think the cops have every right to shoot your sorry tail if you're running from them.
I also think they have the right to pull you over if you're breaking the law, regardless of what color you are.
I think if you are too stupid to know how a ballot works, I don't want you deciding who should be running the most powerful nation in the world for the next four years.
If this makes me a BAD American, then yes, I'm a BAD American.
If you are a BAD American too, please forward this to everyone you know.
We need our country back!