Saturday, November 20, 2010

Drunk And Armed - One Shot Left

Drunk And Armed - One Shot Left
Track 3 of The Politician E.P.
Written by BHO and SRL
BHO: Vox and Gunfire
SRL:  Drums, Synth and Guitar



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I was in the studio the other night chillin' when I heard a knock on the door.  It was BHO and he was Drunk And Armed!  He had spent the day at the range pounding tallboys. He was going on and on about shootin' pesky varmints.  He said he wanted to do a song and had even written the lyrics.  Not one to argue with an angry drunk packing a chrome plated .44 Magnum, I obliged. Fortunately, I had a drum and synth track ready so all I had to do was duck and jam on the guitar.
-SRL

Lyrics:
Drunk And Armed is in the House!
BHO here, with my main Honk E!
This song goes out to everyone who ain't me!

I got one shot left!

Under the pavement, the beach.
Overextended, we reach.
We can never learn.
We can watch it burn.
Anticipatory breach.

I got one shot left!

Power is about control.
negative magnetic pole.
Live in the media.
multimedia.
public opinion poll.

I got one shot left!

You worship the opposite.
Nothing but composite.
Of all the big things.
Lets us live like kings.
Interchangeable posit.

I got one shot left!
Damn I missed!
Give me another beer!

Searching for a Distraction.
We come out ahead for reaction.
Plant a true story.
Make it all gory.
Party to the transaction.

I got one shot left!

You prefer the fantasy.
Anything is blasphemy.
You want the supreme.
Give me some ice cream!
We feed on your apathy.

I got one shot left!

Yeah! Winged him!

Let's all give thanks we got banks.
They ain't a just shooting blanks
Celebrate the dream.
As you sour the cream.
We can always send in tanks.

I got one shot left!

Liberals and conservatives skip along the road to hell, hand it  hand. On the right it's ignorance; on the left it's naiveté.  They make it easy for someone like me who cares about nothing but power. I can talk about nothing and it becomes something. They attribute god like powers. I'm made strong.

I got one shot left!

Intellectualism is dead.
No revolution with no head.
You are real confused.
Used and abused.
No more command overhead.

I got one shot left!

I'm going to give it away.
Radioactive decay.
You will still not work.
You're a stupid jerk.
Military attaché.

I got one shot left!

I hear what you are saying.
Even though you be graying.
You want to be rich.
All you do is bitch.
For that I have a saying:
Eat Hot Lead!

I got one shot left!

Yeah! Moe Foe eat hot lead.
I ain't taking any of your shit no more.
I need another slug of that rot gut.

I got one shot left!

The status quo gotta go.
Like the w. t. o.?
Let's tear this place up!
Eat charred pancake cup!
Not henry david thoreau.

I got one shot left!

Who cares I am getting paid
Audiovisual aid
I Fold like laundry
And hypochondry
military blockade

I got one shot left!

Yee Haw!
Busting shit up is fun!
And I get paid to do it!
Shove it!

I got one shot left!

Fortunately for me, the other side is weak as hell. A couple more years of listening to their bullshit will make my empty rhetoric (not to mention bad poetry) look good by comparison.

Again.

I got one shot left!

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