Thursday, November 12, 2009

All Hail Barack, Our Savior

I found this poem by Sam Adams today over at ResistNet.com. It's a bit long, but so is our list of grievances against Zero, not to mention the number of calendar days until 1/20/2013.

(Maybe we'll get lucky, and his next magic trick will be to make himself disappear: He'll close his eyes and tap his heals together three times and say there's no place like Kenya, there's no place like Kenya, there' no place like ...)

Sorry.

I was starting to think it could actually happen and got carried away. Anyway, you can listen to the song version by Tom Paine here while you read along.
I came upon a college kid,
Whose eyes were wide with glee,
He said Barack Obama,
Was sent to set us free!

All hail Barack, our savior,
Disciples faint and cry,
While listening to his rhetoric,
Rising to the sky.

Yes give us Hope, and give us Change,
And give us much much more,
Barack has said "We are the ones,
That we've been waiting for!"

All hail the god of government,
Give me my daily bread,
While robbing me of dignity,
My soul will soon be dead.

For you and your utopia,
Beware what history's said,
Toil, tears and tyranny,
(Who knows how many dead?)

We smile now for the crisis,
To our economy,
And count the blessings of a crash,
To finally set us free!

The market's broke, there's too much greed,
It's plain for all to see,
That's why Barack says now we need,
A NEW philosophy!

We all must look to government,
Barack says, "Look to ME!
Because I have the answer, it's,
Economic equality!"

From each by their ability,
To each to fill their need,
"Yes I, Barack, will show you how
To purge yourself of greed."

All hail the god of government,
Give me my daily bread,
While robbing me of dignity,
My soul will soon be dead.

For you and your utopia,
Beware what history's said,
Toil, tears and tyranny,
(Who knows how many dead?)

Barack, he went to Harvard,
His Czars all went to Yale,
So THEY know how to run your life,
Or throw you into to jail.

All hail our big computers,
Run by men from MIT
Their brains replace the marketplace,
With government, you'll see!

All hail the god of government,
Give me my daily bread,
While robbing me of dignity,
My soul will soon be dead.

For you and your utopia,
Beware what history's said,
Toil, tears and tyranny,
(Who knows how many dead?)

And you there clinging to your guns,
Religion, property,
Hear his words, check out his smile,
And let him set you free!

His plans require our patience,
A moment, you will see,
How things get when he shuts up Beck,,
Limbaugh and Hannity

All hail the god of government,
Give me my daily bread,
While robbing me of dignity,
My soul will soon be dead.

For you and your utopia,
Beware what history's said,
Toil, tears and tyranny,
(Who knows how many dead?)

The Socialist temptation,
Gleams like a shining star,
When men will trade their freedom,
For bread, a house, a car.

Beware of unchecked ego,
Beware the Master Plan!
For men with all the answers,
Take freedom when they can.

Herr Hitler was a genius,
His was the Master Race,
A "thousand year" utopia,
That brought mankind disgrace.

But, wait, there's Comrade Lenin,
And Comrade Stalin too,
They gave us all a paradise,
That mankind came to rue.

But look, here's Castro's Cuba
A Socialist Paradise,
And when you voice your protest,
That's when you're put on ice.

All hail the god of government,
Give me my daily bread,
While robbing me of dignity,
My soul will soon be dead.

For you and your utopia,
Beware what history's said,
Toil, tears and tyranny,
(We dare not count the dead)

We pray to Comrade Stalin,
And Mao and Ho Chi Minh,
We pray that they forgive us of,
Our capitalistic sin.

Oh see our youthful legions,
As they swear oaths to Barrack,
And by their cultish worship,
Our forbears they do mock.

NOW Hail Barack, our savior,
Yes, HAIL, that's what I said!
You dare oppose our savior,
Then YOU will join the dead!

12 comments:

Mike on November 12, 2009 at 1:16 PM said...

Dude, the fact someone had so much material from which to choose to write such a song is what really gets my stomache juices churning.

innominatus on November 12, 2009 at 1:23 PM said...

Yeah, what Mike said. An additional bummer is that I had to memorize a poem back in fifth grade. I chose "The Spangled Pandemonium" by Ogden Nash. For some reason I've never forgotten it. This song is written in the same meter as that poem, so it's gonna be stuck in my head all day.

Bungalow Bill on November 12, 2009 at 1:49 PM said...

I wish I had wrote that and had to opportunity to present it in front of my liberal professors who taught creative writing.

I really upset a lesbian liberal professor one night with a poem I wrote about a woman I was involved with that I didn't know was married. Her goal was to use men for the sperm her husband couldn't produce. Of course that didn't sit too well. You know what those feminazis think about depending on men. She let it be known. The poem was good and it was published prior to presenting it.

I would have loved to have seen her face if I followed it up with something like this. I probably wouldn't have passed the class.

Woodsterman (Odie) on November 12, 2009 at 2:34 PM said...

All Hail .... Way to go Snarky !

Snarky Basterd on November 12, 2009 at 2:37 PM said...

It's not mine, Odie. I found it at ResistNet.com.

Ron Russell on November 12, 2009 at 5:29 PM said...

What does a degree mean today? Just a mind cluttered with shit and other useless stuff!~!!!!!!

Karen Howes on November 12, 2009 at 8:34 PM said...

This is great, Snarky! Thanks for sharing it.

And LOL to the "there's no place like Kenya..." Hee hee.

Matt on November 12, 2009 at 9:33 PM said...

Yes, Snarky, I'm willing to bet that there IS no place like Kenya!

The Conservative Lady on November 12, 2009 at 11:10 PM said...

Hey, this was a good one. I shared it on my Facebook page with a link back to your post.

MK on November 13, 2009 at 4:11 AM said...

"Disciples faint and cry, While listening to his rhetoric,"

Yeah, they passed out from boredom. Honestly, i heard him speak back then before the election and i found him empty and boring.

Amusing Bunni on November 13, 2009 at 10:28 AM said...

Super Find, Dave!
Thanks for posting. I wish we could all wake up like Dorothy at the end of the Wiz of Oz and find out this was all a bad dream. Or, that a house would drop on his skanky ass and squish him like the vermin he is.

Teresa on November 13, 2009 at 10:21 PM said...

Excellent Find!! Oh Snarky One. The guy had gobs of material to pull from, thanks to our narcissist-in-chief.

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