Step right up into the 3,000 ring circus of The Beltway
And witness the impossible
See them grovel, see them lie, see them crawl on their bellies
See real live white collar terrorists in their own natural habitat
See the Department of Homeland Security perfecting new ways of drowning black people
While our health care is subsidizing corporate drug dealers aiding big government and
I want to go to the circus
The circus they call Washington
I want to round up the senators
Just like they did in Rome
Feed these Ass Clowns to the lions
I wanna see it go up in flames
I want to blow up the circus
Bring down the circus of lies
The ultimate goal and purpose
I want to line up the congressmen
And strap them to their missiles
Then I'll point them at their temples
I wanna see it go up in flames
See them stroke each other with bribes as they try on new shades of brown lipstick
See them circle jerk to the latest photos of torture victims
I hate the three-ring circus
Under the bigtop of deceit
The circus maximus of arrogance
The circus maximus of greed
I want to line up all the judges
And take a gavel to their heads
Only then will there be justice
When all these Ass Clowns are dead
I wanna see it go up in flames
WRITERS
AL JOURGENSEN, ERIC BOUCHER, PAUL RAVEN, THOMAS VICTOR