Låttexter: Black President. Last Fucking Hope.

Hey you, this means war
We're gonna show you our festering sores
Down with the rats under the floor
You feeling sick yet? Wait, there's more
We got a 13 leaf clover
A conservative belief blower
We're dropping books on the flyover
(Don't ever say) Don't ever say we never did nothing for you

Open wide for patricide, now serving number 665
It's always 2 for 1 and the kids eat free

We are the ugly, we are the broke,
Say what, Say what
We're the gay black welfare mothers on dope
Say what, Say what
And we are your last fucking hope

Cold-blue rednecks and dead meter-maids
All sacrilegious holidays
Equal rights for dykes and fags
...These are a few of my favorite things

Rudy G. out the door and Karl Rove is buried under the floor
We are the homeland insecurity

We are the ugly, we are the broke,
Say what, Say what
We're the gay black welfare mothers on dope
Say what, Say what
And we are your last fucking hope

Fuck you and your moral values
Hypocrite bullshit, dry-drunk illiterate half-wit
Murdering liar, thieving denier
Even Jesus hates you and he?s sick of you dropping his name

We are the ugly, we are the broke,
Say what, Say what
We're the gay black welfare mothers on dope
Say what, Say what
And we are your last fucking hope