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new book read it if ur cultured 

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vibes 

Who's strong and brave here to save the American Way?
          Who's vows to fight like a man for what's right, night and day?
          Who will campaign door to door for America?
          Carry the flag shore to shore for America?
          From Hoboken to Spokane?
          
          The Star Spangled Man with a plan!
          
          We can't ignore there's a threat and a war we must win!
          Who'll hang a noose on the goose-stepping goose from Berlin?
          Who will indeed lead the call for America?
          Who'll rise or fall, give his all, for America?
          Who's here to prove that we can?
          
          The Star Spangled Man with a plan!
          
          Stalwart and steady and true!
          (See how this guy can shoot! We tell you, there's no substitute!)
          Forceful and ready to defend the red, white, and blue!
          (The red, white and blue!)
          
          Who'll give the Axis the sack and is smart as a fox?
          (Sure as an Eagle will soar!)
          Who's makin' Adolph afraid to step out of his box?
          (He's knows what we're fighting for!)
          
          Who'll whip the giant attacking America?
          We know it's no one but Captain America!
          Who'll finish what they began?
          Who'll kick the Krauts to Japan?
          
          The Star Spangled Man with a Plan!
          (Who's strong and brave here to save the American way?)

furry

i was gonna post the lyrics to british bombs but it’s too long 

rat bastard 

Hey, turn the bass up, turn the bass up.
          
          Big dirty stinking bass.
          Dirty stinking bass.
          Big dirty stinking bass.
          Dirty, dirty stinking,
          Big dirty stinking bass.
          Dirty stinking bass.
          Big dirty stinking bass.
          Bass, bass, bass, bass
          
          I don't need no speed. No.
          I don't need no heroin. No thanks.
          I don't want no coke. Not today.
          You can keep your ketamine. Yeah.
          
          I'm a bassline junkie. What?
          I'm a bassline junkie. Tell them again.
          I'm a bassline junkie. Tell them again.
          And I like it funky.
          
          What the fuck? What you doing?
          Don't touch it, don't—who told you to touch it?
          I will fucking kill you.
          Don't ever touch that fucking shit again.
          
          I'm a fiend for a big dirty bassline.
          When I hear one, I have a great time.
          A bit of butterman's all I require.
          I let the bassline take me higher.
          
          My friends think that it's a bad habit,
          But I'm just like, "Fuck you. Damn it."
          Alright!
          If you take my bass away,
          I'll blow your fucking face away.
          Easy!
          
          You might think I'm over the top,
          But when I hear that bassline drop,
          (what?)
          I just can't control my actions,
          But I still feel satisfaction.
          
          So don't come around here whinging.
          I just wanna hear the bassline rinsing.
          (shut the fuck up!)
          Or we can just skank out all day,
          If not get the fuck out my way.
          
          I don't need no speed. No.
          I don't need no heroin. No thanks.
          I don't want no coke. Not today.
          You can keep your ketamine. Yeah.
          
          I'm a bassline junkie. What?
          I'm a bassline junkie. Tell them again.
          I'm a bassline junkie. Tell them again.
          And I like it funky
          
          Big dirty stinking bass.
          Dirty stinking bass.
          Big dirty stinking bass.
          Dirty, dirty stinking,
          Big dirty stinking bass.
          Dirty stinking bass.
          Big dirty stinking bass.
          Bass, bass, bass, bass
          
          

dicks 

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