|Madman with Missiles pointed at US|
... ____ Make Kim Toast! ____ ...
Words, words, words!
I'm so sick of words
We get words all day through
First from Kim, now from you
Is that all you bastards can do?
Don't favor talk with dignity
It’s Kim you must balk, not me!
Tell us no hope Reason prevails
Don’t be a dope, show me!
Here we are together in the middle of a war
Don't purse your lips, it’s such a bore.
Anyone who's threatened with attack
will tell you that
There is no time for a chat!
Doesn't your soul long for a win?
That is no sin, show them.
Don't talk of peace lasting through time
Utter instead this harsh vow:
Kill Kim NOW!
|THIS is what he thinks of YOU and ALL of US|
Don’t say your prayers, waste no more time
More talk’s a crime, KILL Kim!
Stop being nice, don’t give advice
Talk is a vice!
No more do we want to see or hear another word
There isn't ONE, we haven't heard.
While we’re here together
we should make a battle plan
Shut your damned mouth,
be a MAN.
Let’s use our arms, lay down some mines.
Please don't draw lines,
KILL Kim! KILL him!
Don't wait until our West Coast
Burns down fulfilling Kim’s boast.
MAKE KIM TOAST!
|One second before the bastard gets incinerated|
~ Sorry, Alan Jay, but someone had to do it