P.C. from Scottmandu by Scottmandu

The road to hell is paved
Your soul can still be saved
Frozen solid broke
When you’re without love

I haven’t been inspired since who knows when
I get all fired up and then you stop me cold
You best stand back cause I’m hotwired again
Swinging wild around the bend out of control

As this race comes near the end
There are issues I try to transcend
I can’t prove my good intentions
Without some political corrections

Republican Democrat
We don’t know which one’s the rat
Christian Brother of Islam
Anyone can pass the hat

Now there’s a cause that we’re all working for
What we’re burning for is more than we can do
Well is it worth the price we’re paying for?
Does saying it once more make it more true?

Stop me if you’ve heard this one
There is nothing new under the sun
What I need to win this contest
I steal from the best

Have I fallen in the polls- given in and lost control
To passion prone to sin and thrown all caution
To the wind?

Exiled on this slippery slope
Sliding back but do not give up hope
I can handle this rejection
With a slight political correction

Paste on labels tar and paint
Let them all know who you hate
There but for the grace of who
Goes me and him and her and you
Bomb them all bomb them now
They can’t vote here anyhow
Say you’re sorry give them homes
Teach them how to be good clones
Un-united nations still
What happened to thou shalt not kill
Liberal Conservative
Tell us how we ought to live
Go along to get along
Get what you take
Forget to give
Forget to give
You get to live

Thanks Bill that was honkin’

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