6/14/2010, 4:29 am
Adaptation by comrade Red Square
Election day
In a deep and dark November;
It's 2010,
Spitting from my window on the proles below
Who listen to talk radio, oh no!
I am a prog,
I am a sponge.
I love the State,
with its tit so high and mighty,
That never will hang loose.
I have no need of freedom; freedom causes pain.
It's earning and it's work that I disdain.
I am a prog,
I am bum.
Don't talk of rights,
Free will is overrated.
Reason is a distant memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of free speech that has died.
If you had never asked I never would have lied.
I am a prog,
I am spineless.
I have my media
And your taxes to sustain me.
I am shielded in my smugness.
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I suck the living lights out of the world.
I am a prog,
I'm a freeloader.
And a prog feels no shame;
And a leech drains you dry.
I AM A PROG
Election day
In a deep and dark November;
It's 2010,
Spitting from my window on the proles below
Who listen to talk radio, oh no!
I am a prog,
I am a sponge.
I love the State,
with its tit so high and mighty,
That never will hang loose.
I have no need of freedom; freedom causes pain.
It's earning and it's work that I disdain.
I am a prog,
I am bum.
Don't talk of rights,
Free will is overrated.
Reason is a distant memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of free speech that has died.
If you had never asked I never would have lied.
I am a prog,
I am spineless.
I have my media
And your taxes to sustain me.
I am shielded in my smugness.
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I suck the living lights out of the world.
I am a prog,
I'm a freeloader.
And a prog feels no shame;
And a leech drains you dry.