OO-ooh, Jihad is threatening
My very life today
If i don't get some backup
Oo yeah, I'm gonna fade away

War Hill'ry
It's just a shot away
It's just a shot away
War, Hill'ry
It's just a shot away
It's just a shot away

Ooh, see the smoke is filling
My very lungs today
Rage with a red hot hatred
Mad dogs have their day

Help, Hill'ry
Was just gunship away
Was just gunship away
Help, Hill'ry
Was just gunship away
Was just gunship away

Rape, murder
Could have been stopped today
Could have been stopped today

Faith, courage
Was all for naught that day
Was all for naught that day

Rape, murder
Must wipe that blot away
Must wipe that blot away

Oo-ooh, his blood is threat'ning
Bill Clinton's wife today
Give her, give her scapegoat
Or her polls will fade away

Fraud, Hill'ry
It's just a plot away
It's just a plot away
It's just a plot away
It's just a SWAT away
It's just a perp away

A cover up, Hill'ry,
it's just a film away
It's just a film away
It's just a film away
What diff'rence does it make
What diff'rence does it make
Does it make, does it make

Extremely Equal Comrade Lennie

I want you to know, Comrade Callmelennie, that you have blown me out of the water with your song. I was so moved by it after you posted it, that I am just now ready to thank you. It is a fine, fine piece of work that you have done with that tune.

Sometimes, Comrades, all it takes is making the perfect link of a song to an issue .. and the thing just writes itself. Almost from the moment I saw the Komradina's post, the words "Ooh, jihad is threatening .. my very life today" popped into my head. I let it seep into my subconscious for a bout a day, and then I wrote it in a very short time.

Of course, I never would have thought of it if I hadn't seen your post, Komradina. BTW, there's another Rolling Stones song percolating in my brain right now

I see some red prints and I want to wash then white
No standards anymore, there is no wrong or right
I see the dads go by dressed in their mourning clothes
I have to blame a film until the spotlight goes

I see a life of cons and they're all painted white
Lost E-mails and my spin will never see the light
I see Cooper turn his head and quickly look away
Like an in-home server, it just happens every day

I look inside myself and see I'm filled with lies
I see those red prints and I want to wash them white
Maybe then it will fade away and not have to see the light
So easy to evade judgment when Sawyer washes white

No more will my spending become the headline news
I could not foresee this thing happening to Cruz
If they look hard enough into my E-mail fraud
I have to laugh it off, as hearings are facades

I see some red prints and I want to wash them white
No standards anymore, there is no wrong or right
I see interns go by dressed in their red berets
I have to grit my teeth until the scandal fades

Uh-uh, Uh-uh, Uh-uh, Uh-uh, Uh-uh, Uh-uh
Uh-uh, Uh-uh, Uh-uh, Uh-uh, Uh-uh, Uh-uh
Uh-uh, Uh-uh, Uh-uh, Uh-uh, Uh-uh, Uh-uh
Uh-uh, Uh-uh, Uh-uh, Uh-uh, Uh-uh, Uh-uh

I want to see it painted, painted white ..white as smack .. white as snow
I want to see their deaths blotted out from "The Times"
I want to see them painted, painted, painted, painted white ......

Uh-uh, Uh-uh, Uh-uh, Uh-uh, Uh-uh, Uh-uh .......

My dear Comrade Callmelennie, another bullseye! (I still go back and listen over and over to "Gimme Shelter"). Haunting...