“My son died for nothing”
Come out, come out, George Bush.
Come out from behind the concertina wire and your phalanx of security thugs.
You ran away from the Texas National Guard and now you’re running away from a wretched 48-year-old woman.
Come out of your bubble world and see the misery you’ve caused, you chicken-hearted phony.
Come out from behind the concertina wire and your phalanx of security thugs.
You ran away from the Texas National Guard and now you’re running away from a wretched 48-year-old woman.
Come out of your bubble world and see the misery you’ve caused, you chicken-hearted phony.
- Mike Whitney, via Easy Bake Coven.
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