Strippalosophy

If you White Trash would stop acting like White Trash, we would stop calling you White Trash You would stop feeling like white trash And cease to be such a pain in the ass but thinking a Yankee billionaire cares and is gonna save your White Trash ass is the exact reason we call you White Trash. Don't wear those elections with pride. To you all, everybody likes to lie. And peddle the idea that Messicans and queers Are the cause of your fears When the real deal is this You are cannon fodder. Your father, brother, mother's brother, father's brother all together Had we our drothers We'd send you all to die in a foreign land At the drop of a dram of gasoline in some far off Submitistan Because we don't want you here You're lazy. You've been lazy for years. Epochs. Eons. Just a bunch of tribal bitch peons Who think that your cracker assed labor is as good as the highly intellectual work of your South Indian neighbor. What a bunch of worthless cunts Had I my choice I'd populate a nation with Kittens rather than you whining runts. Grow up. Evolve. The world is a changing. Jesus demands a man's skills are wide ranging But you sloths, hacks, and fucknuts Continue to holler that The Lord be arranging A Jerusalem on a Hill For a bunch of White Trash On opiates and pills. This is stupid. From the cities, I ask. What do you need from us? But after ten years, Any answer would be a bust I wrote this in twenty sixteen In the years in between My question conciliatory Just now kind of bores me The answer is nothing We Libs done laughed too hard As we stared across the yard At the broken up trucks Don't give a fucks Struggles without meaning Thinking themselves above everyone else Who take handouts demeaning Unlike themselves who take handouts cuz it's needed. Stuck On megachurch Jesus streaming dreams of Christ redeems and the unbelievers are ripped apart at the seams You frustrated with us? Likewise With the lies, half truths, twistifications Enamorations, blatant falsifications That grips half this nation Every time that AM Radio ecosystem squawks Y'all jump And with one voice shout out the same points that y'all gotta talks. Black is white White is black That liberal was in the Klan but you neglect to mention so was your uncle Stan And Dan and Steve Vann and a whole bunch of other fucks Your solutions aren't They're delusions A bunch of intrusions This Nation is still spiritually a fyrd of Viking Peasants fighting cosmic illusions Looking for Dad to come back mad Save us all from the reptilian big bad And take us out all for pizza in the back of his El Camino Paying for video games While he hugs on his dames But it isn't gonna be that way Christ aint salvation And picking on the poor is the door to damnation even if they don't look like you. Take a moment step back Understand you're getting played And the rich folks are still getting paid To say pedophiles are arrayed Around the town Behind every smile behind every frown To rile you up Frothed past discerning So you can't see that rage they display is just a con man's hand rifle-ing through The pockets of every man Who falls for this game. Take a step back We're all in this together As we destroy the winter and enter endless hot weather.