perade of ugly

perade of ugly

how many times must i say 

fukoff asshat go away

how many days 

till the apocalyptic end

how many broken hearts 

waiting for the mend

and how many souls will ascend

from this perade of ugly

what about the dead kids

your rights to own guns

has taken much toll

they are the innocents

it's moms and dads you really want

they are the monkeys and football

that made this world the clusterfuk it iz

oh what a perade

it does not matter we are on our own

save your fancy dress 

 your fedora hat 

your spit shined shoes

stop singing fake blues

you there yea you 

have done nothing 

in your fake effort to save our world

will somebody please pull the cord

on this here perade

we still drink from the cup styro

throw the trash out the window

like your fuking car is a shrine 

to your selfish behaviors

oh how those grander wheels

do so shine looking so good

in this here perade of ugly

you wave the battle flag

holler for your god given right

to bear mighty arms

turning schoolyards

into killing fields of the innocents

when did you decide 

your gun cancels

the rights of kid's life

i got an idea 

lets have a perade

your mosquito torch march 

of hatred through cover of night

with warped want to kill 

while holding  the word of your jesus

so very close to your heart

it is shallow just as you

this two faced lying racist perade

take your midnight march 

cross burnings 

and jump into the flames

pull that stick outta your a*s

it makes you look like the corndog 

you really are

such ungraceful lack of class

this here perade iz

go over there

stand in the losers corner

with the trumps and hitlers

the benito mussolinies

grandmasters abbott and carlson

spin your outrageous yarns

blaming others for your lack of wisdom 

your lack of charms

roll on out into the pits of your hell 

giving spawn of horror 

rightfully earned dishonor

such a perade this iz

peace but fukyou anyway!