There are people in this country who work hard every day
Not for fame or fortune do they strive
But the fruits of their labor are worth more than their pay
And it’s time a few of them were recognized
Hello Detroit auto worker, let me thank you for your time
You work a forty hour week for a livin’, just to send it on down the line
Hello Pittsburgh steel mill worker, let me thank you for your time
You work a forty hour week for a livin’, just to send it on down the line
This is for the one who swings the hammer, driving home the nail
For the one behind the counter, ringing up the sales
For the one who fights the fires, the one who brings the mail
For everyone who works behind the scenes
You can see them every morning in the factories and the fields
In the city streets and the quiet country towns
Working together like spokes inside a wheel
They keep this country turning around
Hello Kansas wheat field farmer, let me thank you for your time
You work a forty hour week for a livin’, just to send it on down the line
Hello West Virginia coal miner, let me thank you for your time
You work a forty hour week for a livin’, just to send it on down the line
This is for the one who drives the big rig, up and down the road
For the one out in the warehouse, bringing in the load
For the waitress, the mechanic, the policeman on patrol
For everyone who works behind the scenes
With a spirit you can’t replace with no machine
Hello America let me thank you for your time
Last night I heard this politician
Talking ’bout his brand new mission
Liked his plans, but they
Came undone when he got
Around to God and guns
I don’t know how he grew up
But it sure wasn’t down
At the hunting club
Cause if it was he’d
Understand just a little bit
More about the working man
God and guns
Keep us strong
That’s what this country
Was founded on
Well, we might as well give up and run
If we let ‘em take our God and guns
Yeah, out here in my neck of the woods
Where God is great and guns are good
You really can’t know that much about ‘em
If you think we’re better off without ‘em
Well, there was a time – we ain’t forgot
You could rest all night
With your doors unlocked
But there ain’t nobody safe no more
So you say your prayers and
You thank the Lord
For that peacemaker
In the dresser drawer
God and guns (God and guns)
Keep us strong
That’s what this country (Lord)
Was founded on
Well, we might as well give up and run,
If we let ‘em take our God and guns.
Yeah, we might as well give up and run,
If we let ‘em take our God and guns!
Yeah
Oh
God and guns
Don’t let ‘em take
Don’t you let ‘em take
Don’t let ‘em take
Our God and guns
Oh God and guns
Ye keep us strong
That’s what this country (Lord)
Was founded on
Well we might as well give up and run,
If we let ‘em take our God and guns!
I was watching Expelled and when I heard the segment from this song (Evolution) I had to stop watching and search the Internet for it. Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a song that’s had little exposure, has a one-word title, a nobody artist, and the title of a controversial issue that’s also in the titles of more famous songs?
Evolution by Kevin Lee:
I didn’t crawl out of the ocean. I didn’t come from no monkey.
Science tends to forget; evolution’s just a theory.
They present it in the textbooks and on animal TV
Like it’s fact. But, tell me, were you there twelve million B.C.
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And if you’re right and there’s no God, I guess we’ll all know before too long
If there’s nothing to believe in after we’re gone.
If you’re right I’ll eat my words and you can disregard this song.
But I’d hate to be in your shoes when you find out that you’re wrong.
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When did evolution stop? ‘Cause fish still swim in the sea.
And last time that I checked, apes still lived in trees.
They’re not our distant cousins. And I don’t care what you say;
Giraffe’s neck is long because God made it that way.
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And if you’re right and there’s no God, I guess we’ll all know before too long
If there’s nothing to believe in after we’re gone.
If you’re right I’ll eat my words and you can disregard this song.
But I’d hate to be in your shoes when you find out that you’re wrong.
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Now it doesn’t take a genius to know there’s more than this.
But I’ll put my faith in the Word of God – not in scientists.
There’s nothing wrong with science. There’s too much good to list.
But you can stop trying to teach my kid to become an atheist.
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And if you’re right and there’s no God, I guess we’ll all know before too long
If there’s nothing to believe in after we’re gone.
If you’re right I’ll eat my words and you can disregard this song.
But I’d hate to be in your shoes when you find out that you’re wrong.
Yeah, I’d hate to be in your shoes when you find out that you’re wrong.
This is an update from the original Obama Hates Me post. I am not a singer, but my sister happened to visit my house today, and she is. No instruments and you can kind of tell it was made by amateurs, but it’s good if I do say so myself. Slightly different lyrics from the original.
Obama Hates Me, a SCAAC original parody: Written by Guffy Conservative with Contributions from SisterO. Sung by SisterO (download):
[edit] There is a newer post for this song with a download here.
That random thought got me going, so here’s a complete parody (of Jesus Loves Me) (the links are really just to give you an idea of what the song’s talking about):
This one was actually from a while ago, but I didn’t hear it when it first aired. Rush aired it again on Monday (the 12th), although he speaks over the intro.
Also, just a side note: I’ve renamed Glory, Glory Hallelujah to Gore & Clinton Couldn’t Fool Ya. It’s the first title I thought up that made sense and I don’t know what Rush’s title for it is.
Featuring Barney Frank as the Banking Queen: (sorry about the verses, Banking Queen follows the Dancing Queen format loosely)
Oooooooooooooooooh.
Oooooooooooooooooh.
You can build – you can buy – any house your heart desires.
Oooh, zero down. Financing. I am the banking queen.
Friday night and your cash is low.
I know a place that you can go.
Oh, get your house and use it. Go ahead, abuse it.
You can do anything.
Go out and have a fling.
I am the banking queen.
Old and sweet didn’t do a thing.
Banking queen.
Don’t complain or you’ll hear me scream. Oh, yeah.
You can build – you can buy – any house your heart desires.
Oooh, zero down. Financing. I am the banking queen.
Told the bankers, “Hey, you guys
Make the loans or it’s your behind.
My friends at Fannie sure need it.
Do it my way or beat it.”
Why are the stocks crashing?
That doesn’t mean a thing.
I’m still the banking queen.
Never spanked for a single thing.
Banking queen.
Don’t complain or you’ll hear me scream. Oh, yeah.
The other thing I saw on Red Eye last night that got me worked up enough to blog was the “Obama Kids” song again. Although I posted the Rush parody, I haven’t said much about the original. For those of you who already know about it, there won’t be much here for you.
Some school in New Jersey got some kids singing a song of praise to our Dear Leader. They claim the kids wrote the song, but that seems unlikely. Anyway, I’ve got no problem with some kid singing a song of praise to Obama if (s)he wants to. I don’t even have a problem with a bunch of kids being taught to sing some kind of song to our President (in office, not specifically), though a song of praise goes to far. But you’ve got teachers, whose job it is to teach these malleable kids objectively teaching a song that is blatantly pro-Obama and ignores any fault of his. This is sickening and wrong and stuff like this needs to stop.
For those of you who don’t know, the school has yet to comment on whether or not the song was approved. What they have commented on is the fact that the video got made and got publicized. Yes, they were none too happy about that which, coupled with the lack of comment on the song itself, leads me to believe strongly that the song was indeed sanctioned by the school administrators.
By the way, I found another one. I’ve got no problem with the first few seconds, but then it goes south for the next minute or so.
This is a parody from The Rush Limbaugh Show on October Fifth. Before any liberal or moderate Rush-haters start jumping all over this, I’d like to remind you of the context. Yes, the song seems like a big example of supreme arrogance, but it’s made in light of and reaction to the sickening song about Obama being taught to schoolchildren.
To the tune of Glory, Glory, Hallelujah:
Rush Hudson Limbaugh
Mmm, Mmm, Mmm
Rush Hudson Limbaugh
Mmm, Mmm, Mmm
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My ears have heard Rush Limbaugh on my parents’ radio.
He tells me that the Left is wrong and stuff I need to know.
We turn it off when he is done ’cause there’s no other show.
Rush, keep broadcasting on!
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Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Gore and Clinton couldn’t fool ya.
Barack Obama can’t ignore ya.
Rush, keep broadcasting on!
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In 1951, he was born in Missouri.
Now, he’s on the radio conducting EIB
on the air to set us free
from sea to shining sea.
He keeps broadcasting on!
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Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Gore and Clinton couldn’t fool ya.
Barack Obama can’t ignore ya.
Rush, keep broadcasting on!
Rush, keep broadcasting on!
Oh, and one other thing I forgot to mention. According to Rush on his show on October First, Palin’s new book Going Roguetopped the lists at Amazon.com and Barnes & Nobles before even going to print. I’m not much for reading political books, but way to go Mrs. Maverick!
