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There's something happening here
What it is aint exactly clear
There's a stiff with guitar over there
A-tellin' me, his judgment's impaired
I think it's time they STOPPED
Liberals, what's that sound
Dem convention is beclowned

There's racial lines being drawn
Colored folks right, and white males always wrong
Old hippies warping young minds
A-gettin' too much resistance from Maligned
I think it's time we STOPPED
Liberals, what's that sound
Stills and drag queen do astound

What a fiasco for the Proggs
Thousands of Normals are agog
A-sendin' out tweets with a bludgeoning wit
Mostly say, "Who does this crazed shit"
Its time you STOPPED
Hey, what's the deal
Malignant side is now revealed

Virtuous signals strikes deep
Into your show it did creep
From now on, your party will fade
November time, our wrath will blow you away
You better stop, Hey whats that sound
Stills and black dude do astound
Stop, now what's that sound
Dem convention is beclowned
Stop liberals, what's the deal
Everybody look what's been concealed

Sing it, glib hooliganator!

Wokestock is nothing but leftovers.

PROGG OFF:

I always loved that song, Auntie 'lipsky, even as a kid. And I remember thinking, "You know what would really be great; if Steven Stills would wait 55 years until he's about 80 years old and re-imagine this as a duet with a ultra-flamboyant, possibly psychotic black drag queen."

But then again, the first time I heard Marvin Gaye's "I Heard It through The Grapevine" my very first thought was -- You know what would be great: If a band of San Francisco hippies pretending to be Southern rockers would do a really sh*tty cover of this song. That would really address a raging unmet need."

Perhaps I'm not the best judge of these matters

Ahh, those rememories of songs that happened to innocent bystanders within hearing distance. Sounds like you are a most equal judge and prosecutor on these matters, most Cary Grant of hooligans, Lenniesky.

Democrats are living in their own reecho chamber reality tv program and it's on fire
... or the Collective was CIA acid dropped without our knowledge, and saw something 'different' from what was re-intended.

You're the most equal judge and prosecutor on this topic.

'pelipsky,
Aunt and Russian Asset

at least 'pelipsky finds old cool songs that comrades never heard and reeducates them for reintroduction to the Collective like it was a virgin. Right??

Does "That" whatever we saw - prove ReHASH can be harmful to the mind?

j

I never, I mean never liked that song until now...

Groucho Marxist wrote:I never, I mean never liked that song until now...

So glad you are back, and on target for long due song denunciation.

Now, hear the Modulated Power Difference of transformative power of lyrical reeducation of your denunciation?

"I never, I mean ne.ver. liked. that. song...until now." Groucho Marxist


forelocktug,
'pelipsky

In order to sustain the Comrade's Director's continued journey toward acceptance of the Buffalo Springfield lamentedly-iconic "classic", I offer this mournful tribute to the four Atlanta businessmen in the movie Deliverance who chose not to play golf one weekend, but instead to enjoy their mostly peaceful river rafting adventure

That is, until they were waylaid by a couple of typical white, knuckle-dragging, 46 chromosomal, toxically CIS-normative members of the proto-Trumpian movement MASA (Make America Squeal Again)

FOR WHAT WE "REQUIRE"

There's banjo notes playing here
Dont know why, but they're instilling fear
There's a kid here who might be inbred
A telling me, "There's things we should dread"

I think it's time we stopped, Louis
What's that chord
Paddle into a psycho ward

There's recurve bows being drawn
Homicide .. wont right this redneck wrong
Poor Bobby groaning his mind
A-getting too much tumescence .. from behind

I think it's time we stopped, now
What did you say?
Whaddaya mean I've got to pray?

What a squeal day for the South
FOUL things said about Ed's mouth
Sighting a bow, now letting it fly
Mostly saying, "Dont prey on my guys"

I think its time he shot,
Hey, warn't no sound
Redneck bastid buried in ground

Sherriff annoyance spikes grief
Our untrue lives not believed
From now on, you're sleeping afraid
Late at night, a hand comes out of the lake

We better stop, Bobby, what did we do
Not really sure if they shot Drew
We better stop, hey, what's that sound
Hillbilly rapists creeping round
Stop now, what's that squeal
Everybody watch 'em make Ed kneel
Stop children, what's that note
Everybody run back to the boat

That was so mostly in equality of peace, most glib hooliganator.

Just keep paddlin' the current Truth Stream of The Unbelieved. It's like this whole HoaXXX Story was...a HoaXXX. How can a mythical horned rodent's mind handle any more Current Truth Stream coming from CNN's Unbelievers?

forelocktuginbelief
'pelipsky