From his esteemed excellence, Jesus General, a link to a new song by old-timey masters Norman and Nancy Blake, Don't Be Afraid of the Neo-cons.
You can buy their CDs right here.
Don't be Afraid of the Neo-cons
Norman and Nancy Blake
And away down yonder in the Florida sand
Old Jeb Bush is a mighty man
He told little brother, don't be blue
For I'ma gonna hand this thing to you
The churches all got on board
In the Holy name of our Lord
They took him for their favorite son
And they sent him away to Washington
Now Georgie Bush, he is the man
He landed in Afghanistan
We'll get Osama, was his crack
And now we're stranded in Iraq
He told ole' Rumsfeld on the green
Now you're the best I've ever seen
Just heed my words and you'll go far
And help me win my daddy's war
O' Cheney lives away down town
By a cement bunker underground
No more he'll roam Wyoming's hills
Halliburton is his thrill
Don't send your money to Washington
To fight a war that's never done
Don't play their games don't be their pawns
And don't be afraid of the neo-con
Katrina blew through the town
Black waters flooded all around
No money to raise the levees high
And so we watched New Orleans die
Bill Clinton was a Democrat
He saved us money in his hat
He fell from grace the story goes
Then Georgie put us in the hole
Now Casey was Cindy's son
He marched away with his gun
For a noble cause he heard Bush say
He died in a war so far away
Now Georgie is kind and meek
He kissed the king upon his cheek
They walked the garden hand in hand
As the oil and blood dripped on the sand
And now my little song is done
'Bout the neo-cons in Washington
No more I'll sing these words again
You can see it all on CNN
Don't send you money to Washington
To fight a war that's never done
Don't play their games don't be their pawns
And don't be afraid of the neo-cons
Norman and Nancy Blake
And away down yonder in the Florida sand
Old Jeb Bush is a mighty man
He told little brother, don't be blue
For I'ma gonna hand this thing to you
The churches all got on board
In the Holy name of our Lord
They took him for their favorite son
And they sent him away to Washington
Now Georgie Bush, he is the man
He landed in Afghanistan
We'll get Osama, was his crack
And now we're stranded in Iraq
He told ole' Rumsfeld on the green
Now you're the best I've ever seen
Just heed my words and you'll go far
And help me win my daddy's war
O' Cheney lives away down town
By a cement bunker underground
No more he'll roam Wyoming's hills
Halliburton is his thrill
Don't send your money to Washington
To fight a war that's never done
Don't play their games don't be their pawns
And don't be afraid of the neo-con
Katrina blew through the town
Black waters flooded all around
No money to raise the levees high
And so we watched New Orleans die
Bill Clinton was a Democrat
He saved us money in his hat
He fell from grace the story goes
Then Georgie put us in the hole
Now Casey was Cindy's son
He marched away with his gun
For a noble cause he heard Bush say
He died in a war so far away
Now Georgie is kind and meek
He kissed the king upon his cheek
They walked the garden hand in hand
As the oil and blood dripped on the sand
And now my little song is done
'Bout the neo-cons in Washington
No more I'll sing these words again
You can see it all on CNN
Don't send you money to Washington
To fight a war that's never done
Don't play their games don't be their pawns
And don't be afraid of the neo-cons
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