God Bless America / Pat Macdonald Must Die Lyrics

Look yonder comin', mercy me
Three wise men in a SUV
Corporate logo on the side
Air-conditioned quiet ride

That thing don't run on French fry grease
That thing don't run on love and peace
Takes gasoline make that thing go
Now bring your hands up nice and slow

[Chorus]
Take us to the land of milk and honey
Sing and dance all night long
What'cha gonna do with all that money
What'cha gonna do when that money's all gone

Negotiation's just no fun
And it don't serve our interests none
Gonna turn up the heat till it comes to a boil
So we can go get that Arab oil

And we'll fuck it all up through the barrel of a gun
Everyday's the end of days for some
Republicans don't cut and run
Tell me ain't you proud of what we've done

[Chorus]

You keep talking that shit like I never heard
Hush, little President, don't say a word
When the rapture comes and the angels sing
God's gonna buy you a diamond ring

[Repeat: x4]
Take us to the land of milk and honey

Take us to the land
What'cha gonna do with all that money