Oh Say Can You Sing

My rendition of our national anthem, dedicated to Senator Vaneta Becker (R-of course!), who wants a law sticking us $25 if we don't sing it the way she thinks is respectful.

Oh, say, can you see, Becker having a fit,
at us kids on her lawn, she's so rabidly screaming?
Our anthem is all wrong,and we don't give a shit,
and we sing it our way, not the way she is deeming.

And if she had her way, she would make us all pay,
make laws, in the night, tell us all what to say.
O say, does our freedom of speech still apply?
It's the land of the free, she can fuck off and die.

Oh, and Here's the music, Vaneta.


If any song needs changing it's this one. You can't sing it, and the lyrics suck. They took an old kareoke nightmare  and changed it into a masturbatory fap to jingoism: bombs, rockets, blood, America Fuck Yeah!

"No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave"

That's the ticket, "Kill 'em all, let god sort 'em out". Wait, isn't that what terrorists do?  We're all terrorists now--it's prophetic.
Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heav'n-rescued land
Praise the Pow'r that hath made and preserv'd us a nation!
... And this be our motto: "In God is our trust"

Heavenly Powers, wooo yeah, First Amendment Praise God! Amen!

Then conquer we must,

Just hold it right there. Stop. Conquering, seriously?  How sick is it to burst into patriotic fervor over conquering somebody?
We  desperately need a new national anthem.
Also new senators.

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