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September 9th, 2005

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01:52 pm
Our pious Murderer-in-Chief has declared next Friday, September 16th to be a national prayer day for the Katrina aftermath and victims.

Okay, I'll pray. I pray some kind of justice be brought forth upon the heads of GWB and his cronies. He's an Old Testament kind of guy, so how about some pustular, painful boils? One for each person trapped in the city of New Orleans, say. Well, I suppose they can't be too pustular or they won't all fit. Small painful pustular boils. Or, you know, something similar. Far be it for me to bind the hand of fate.

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Date:September 9th, 2005 10:03 pm (UTC)
I can send you the MP3.

"There’s a man we all know, looks like his dad and he’s got lots of dough. He’s from Texas and he runs the show, he’s got more money than you’ll ever see and that’s why he got the presidency he’ll stretch that almighty dollar from sea, to shining sea. He says that he’s not religious, he’s just putting his faith in the lord. Hey why take chances when you’re after the final reward. And if praying has made him successful then hell, I’ll give it a try. So I’m praying I’m praying, I’m praying up to the sky. I’m praying I’m praying, I’m praying for Gorge Bush to die. I don’t really want him to die now it’s a joke. He’s got rich friends waiting at home, they know what they want, and they know who they own. Why pay a tide? When you can pay for the throne. Coz ruling the world is a numbers game, just ask the meek, the sick and the lame, because they cant get past the guards down on country club lane. Now he says that he’s got compassion, (as much as money can buy.) so don’t hold your breath while you’re waiting for the pigs to fly by. Love and praise and innocence are like the presidency, the more you pay to get them the less that they mean. Richman with problems and taxes all know, just ask boy George he wont say no, unless of course you’re an inmate waiting on death row. He might be youthful in discression, but what that means nobody knows it must be the savings he’s already put up his nose. Now he says hes ready to lead us, at much more than ten cents a dance, but who’s really paying the tune while we watch Georgy prance. I think of Thomas Geoferson, and it makes me want to cry to think that the chair he sat in someone could buy. George wears his faith like a money belt, but I’ll pray to mad Thom instead, PLEASE come back Thom and save us from King George again, and his friends! And im praying to make George successful oh hell I’ll give it a try. I’m praying I’m praying, I’m praying up to the sky. I’m praying I’m praying, I’m praying for Gorge Bush to die. I’m praying SING IT, I’m praying like it’s going out of style and im praying ya im praying for George bush to die!" -ICP


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