Constitutional Emergency

"The Ruling Class"
LYRICS BY DAVID JANTUNEN

I joined the DNC
Satisfaction guaranteed
The ruling class
Whose mascot is a giant ass
The son of a Kenyan Muslim and a Hawaiian atheist
A survived abortion that was never supposed to exist

I was the stepchild of society
And then I came out of dark obscurity
Of Indonesia and onto the steps of Capitol Hill
I got just the pill
To supplement the Kool-Aid and maximize your thrill

I’m the political messiah, I can do no wrong
The White House is where I belong
Where I can bask in my divinity
Nancy Pelosi, Harry Reid guaranteed

Me and Karl Marx are gonna rock this land
It’s an elitist thing, you just wouldn’t understand
Me and Karl Marx are gonna rock this land
Put out your hands
For the hand-outs I’m gonna give
When socialism takes over America

A communist’s wet dream and a terrorist’s best friend

With my schemes, American and capitalism will see their untimely end
I’m the unpatriotic Manchurian candidate
That the DNC forgot to vet
If you thought the national debt was a problem now
You ain’t seen nothing yet

Me and Karl Marx
We’re gonna rock this land
It’s an elitist thing, you just wouldn’t understand
Bend your ass over
The Democrats are taking over
I said
Bend your ass over
The Democrats are taking over
O is for Obama
B is for Bullshit
A is for ACORN
M is for Marxist
And A is for A**hole!

"Suave"
LYRICS BY DAVID JANTUNEN

You won’t forget my voice
You won’t forget my face
I’m so damn suave, I put Jesus in his place
If you don’t believe in magic
Well, you sure as hell will when I’m through with you
You better put on your running shoes
Because I’m coming after you

I’ll give you the pleasure you thought was unreal
I have the desired effect
I have the power
I have the touch
On every part of you I feel
On these advances that you reject

You want to see a miracle?
Then lay down and be a witness to my skill
You want to see a miracle?
Then get on your knees

If you thought walking on water was good
I’ll leave you floating in the clouds
Carried away in the stratosphere of ecstasy
Turning water into wine is fine
but I’d rather turn your insides into gold
With my reverse Midas touch

I brainwash your mind
Invade your holy shrine
When our bodies entwine

One movement of my hand and you’re mine
Yeah, I’m that suave

I know you’re only seventeen
but I bet you can go down like a submarine
Yeah, go down, down, down

Now, dig on this!

I’m so f***ing suave!

"Hopenosis"
LYRICS BY DAVID JANTUNEN

Bow down on the floor
I’m the one you’ve been waiting for
Bona fide, certified
Don’t you dare point out that I just lied
Sprinkle the truth with fairy dust
Anything to gain your trust
Preach about change and hope
And I’ll win the vote of every brainless dope

Catch the fever and get infected with Obama mania
Feel the euphoria
In my socialist utopia

I was not in church that day
When Reverend Wright spewed his hate
When Ayers bombed the capitol
I was only eight
Now repeat after me

I am the political messiah
I can do no wrong
I’m the cure for six years of Iraq
Eight years of Bush
and two centuries of white guilt

I’ll never be satisfied until all of you
Believe what I say is true
And when I cross the finish line
You will all see that I am divine

Shut up and drink the kool aid!

"Obama Train"
LYRICS BY DAVID JANTUNEN

Prepare to get swept away by an attention whore and martyr
Prepare to get fucked more, harder and faster
Salute your new communist master
A gun control fanatic that wants to take away every semi-automatic
He’ll take away your freedom in the blink of an eye
Vote for him and kiss your freedom goodbye

Obama, you’re so full of shit
You’re the drug that the Democraps can’t quit
You’re a brain drain
Come board the Obama train
Bend your ass over and feel the pain

Vote for him just ‘cause he’s black
The media’s stacked
He’s a terrorist attack
He turns his back
And won’t salute the flag
He’s a drag and a shit stain
That’s plain to see
He entertains but he won’t ascertain
The fate of this country
All aboard!

Open your eyes and see through the prism
The media shields him from criticism
He’ll f**k over every American citizen
And they’ll be pregnant with his lies
McCain is the morning after pill
Obama’s for partial birth abortion, anyway



The media deepthroats Obama
And loves to swallow
His load of lies so hollow
Arrogant and shallow
All style, no substance
All talk and no common sense
He wants to weaken America’s defense
So he can usher in an Islamic takeover

Obama, you’re so full of shit
You’re the drug that the Democraps can’t quit
You’re a brain drain
Come board the Obama train
Bend your ass over and feel the pain

Vote for him just ‘cause he’s black
The media’s stacked
He’s a terrorist attack
He turns his back
And won’t salute the flag
He’s a drag and a shit stain
That’s plain to see
He entertains but he won’t ascertain
The fate of this country
All aboard!

"Joe"
LYRICS BY DAVID JANTUNEN

Every time you open your mouth something stupid comes out

Gaffe, gaffe, gaffe it up, yeah!
Gaffe, gaffe, gaffe it up, yeah!

It’s so enthralling
To watch Uncle Joe Stalin
Put his foot in his mouth

Every time you open your mouth something stupid comes out
But that’s what being vice president is all about

Every time you open your mouth something stupid comes out

Gaffe, gaffe, gaffe it up, yeah!
Gaffe, gaffe, gaffe it up, yeah!

Just like the dumb uncle that comes to the family barbecue
He has a mouth but not a clue

The dumb and dumber Democrats are making my brain numb
I just can’t believe that our second in command is this dumb

Joe Biden has made his entrance
Everybody stand up
Even if you’re in a wheelchair
That’s right
I said, stand up!
Everybody Stand up!
Come on, now, yeah!
Stand up!

Every time you open your mouth
You open your mouth and every time something stupid comes out
But that’s what being vice president is all about

Uncle Joe the Gaffe Machine
Try not to
Try not to make a scene
If you know what I mean
Joe the Gaffe Machine
Try not to make a scene
Yeah

Every time you open your mouth
You open your mouth and every time something stupid comes out
But that’s what being vice president is all about
Yeah

Uncle Joe the Gaffe Machine
Try not to
Try not to make a scene
If you know what I mean
Uncle Joe the Gaffe Machine
Don’t you dare make a scene
Yeah

Your tank of social grace is almost out of gas
Filling up at the 7/11 doesn’t seem too appealing
I can’t imagine the embarrassment that you’re feeling
Be sure to keep your mouth shut
And your foot out of your mouth

It’s so enthralling
To watch Uncle Joe Stalin
Put his foot in his mouth
You’re just a heartbeat away
You could be the big cheese one day

Gaffe it up, baby
Gaffe it up, baby
Gaffe it up, baby
Come on, gaffe it up

Every time you open your mouth something stupid comes out
But that’s what being a vice president is all about

It’s so enthralling
To watch Uncle Joe Stalin
Put his foot in his mouth
You’re just a heartbeat away
You could be the big cheese one day

Gaffe it up, baby
Gaffe it up, baby
Gaffe it up, baby
Come on, gaffe it up

Uncle Joe the Gaffe Machine
Try not to make a scene
If you know what I mean

Old King Coal is a f***ing asshole
Cos he doesn’t support clean coal
It doesn’t matter if you were born in PA
He’s just a heartbeat away
From the presidency

"Hussein"
LYRICS BY DAVID JANTUNEN

I can do whatever the hell I want
And the ones to bear the brunt
Of my affirmative action will be you
You fell for my bag of tricks
And if you look back to ‘76
You’ll see that I’m Carter number two
Now that I’m the prez
I’ll be just like Hugo Chavez
‘Cause the only difference between Osama and Obama is B.S.

Reverend Wright and William Ayers
Toss them under, throw them under the bus!
All of the little commies raising their fists
Shouting, “Now you’re one of us!”
Don’t salute the flag
Salute me instead
Don’t place your hands on your heart
Put them under your nuts!
‘Cos Barack Hussein is gonna bring the pain!

I promise change but it will be the same
Winning an election, riding on my fame
And nothing in my past is ever fair game
And don’t you dare mention my middle name

Reverend Wright and William Ayers
Toss them under, throw them under the bus!

All of the little commies raising their fists

Shouting, “Now you’re one of us!”
Don’t salute the flag
Salute me instead
Don’t place your hands on your heart
Put them under your nuts!
‘Cos Barack Hussein is gonna bring the pain!

"Fool’s Gold"
LYRICS BY DAVID JANTUNEN

My shiny porkulus bill
Sitting right here
Right here on the steps of Capitol Hill
Charge it to the national debt credit card
And go on a trillion dollar spending spree

I know money grows on trees
On the branches of the American people
And I’ll cherry pick the fruits of their labor

A genie with a catch
A fool and his money are now a perfect match
This is the Raw New Deal
I don’t care how the Republicans feel

Hiding behind this paper trail
Left by this stimulus bill
That is doomed to fail

My very first presidency
Sink in the recession
You’ll all be knee deep in it
But the wings of the DNC will carry me above it
It’s a change for the worst and I know you’ll all just love it

Run and run and run up the national debt
While I smoke my cigarette
I won’t quit until I
Jack up that deficit

Come on, jack it up, yeah!

A genie with a catch
A fool and his money are now a perfect match
This is the Raw New Deal
I don’t care how the Republicans feel

I will instill feelings in you
It’s a test
To impress
The best of you
I will not rest
Until I caress your splendid treasure chest
I love the thrill
But hate the bill
And yet, I still
Go in for the kill
I love the thrill
But hate the bill
And yet, I still
Go in for the kill

"Robbin’ Hood"
LYRICS BY DAVID JANTUNEN

Trickle up
Steal from the rich
Spread the wealth
And keep it for my fucking self

Pay me no mind
As I’m robbing you blind
Enjoy this never ending slave to the grind

I am the Chosen One
Vote for change
‘Cos that’s all you’ll have left when I’m done

Lord of the slums
King of the welfare bums
Marching to the beat of the left drum

It’s time to be patriotic and pay more taxes
While the moochers sit on their fat, lazy asses

Embrace the nanny state
Come on!
Let Mama Obama cradle you in his arms

40% of Americans don’t pay taxes
but I’ll give a tax cut to 95% of the population

Pay me no mind
As I’m robbing you blind
Enjoy this never ending slave to the grind

Vote for me and you won’t regret it
Invisible tax cut, come and get it

Lord of the slums
King of the welfare bums
Marching to the beat of the left drum

It’s time to be patriotic and pay more taxes
While the moochers sit on their fat, lazy asses

Embrace the nanny state
Come on!
Let Mama Obama cradle you in his arms

"Disarm"
LYRICS BY DAVID JANTUNEN

I mean you no harm
When I disarm
Your home of all of the weapons of war
And when I infringe
On all of your rights
And go on a binge
In the no gun zone

No need to be bitter
When your second amendment rights
Are going down the shitter
I’m a real hard hitter
When it comes to gun control
No need to miss the liberties that I stole

Pennsylvania, let go of your guns
And your religion
And cling to me instead
Don’t go by my voting record
Just by what I said
I’m still your man
Although I supported the D.C. gun ban

No need to be bitter
When your second amendment rights
Are going down the shitter
I’m a real hard hitter
When it comes to gun control
No need to miss the liberties that I stole

You can’t pump lead
In a country
That is glowing hot Soviet red
Deer hunting ammo
Are armor piercing rounds
If you go to a gun show
I’m nowhere to be found

"Che Obama"
LYRICS BY DAVID JANTUNEN

I read the sign
No Free Speech Zone
I spoke my mind
And got whipped to the back of the line

Squashed like a bug
When I looked above
I could feel that Democratic love

Across this nation
Under this administration
All Republicans report to the cotton fields for orientation

I dodged the whips and the chains
And then I looked up at my president with disdain

Five executive orders
All in three days
Socialism is well under way

The Civilian Security Force
Cracked the whip
And forced me to take sip of the Kool Aid

Looking back at Reagan
I realized all that I missed

There has to be more than this

He disarmed the missile shield
So then we all hit the ground
All on queue with the sound

Of our liberties dying
The Constitution is torn
I tried to piece it together in my hands
But it no longer rules the land

He closed Guantanomo
Unleashed the freak show
To unleash hell on the states
and now it’s far too late

Prepare for some change
Be sure to get in firing range
Under the thumb of Obama’s gun

When you’re locked in his cross hairs
Under the Fairness Doctrine
You won’t ever have a voice
You won’t ever rejoice

The United Socialist States
Were then changed for good
I looked back at my country
And realized it was too late

"Uncrowned King"
LYRICS BY DAVID JANTUNEN

My approval ratings don’t mean nothing to me
‘Cause I’m getting exposed on NBC
I’m competing for the front cover on the tabloids
With the bimbo summit of Paris, Lindsay and Brittney

This election has been historic
And I’m feeling euphoric
That I can finally sit here on my throne
And I’m no longer unknown
There’s some changes that I just can’t postpone
And the Constitution isn’t carved in stone

My inhibitions are still intact
Despite the fact that I’ve lost control
You might think socialism is a bad thing
Make room on Mt. Rushmore just for me
‘Cos this will be the best presidency
In all of American history

Recycle ideas from FDR and socialist Europe
Call them new and package them
In a Trojan horse and call it change

You fell for my bag of tricks
And if you look back to ‘76
You’ll see that I’m Carter number two
For the next four years you’ll be screwed

I’m the Democratic superman
I’m the only man that can save this land
With my Stalinist economic plan
And bankrupt all 57 states

My inhibitions are still intact
Despite the fact that I’ve lost control
You might think socialism is a bad thing
I’m glorified but still an uncrowned king
I’m glorified but still…but still…an uncrowned king!

"Peanut"
LYRICS BY DAVID JANTUNEN

Misery index
Double digit inflation
American hostages
Oil shortages
The blackest period in American history
Is about to happen again
Obama is the second chance that Jimmy Carter never got
To finish his legacy of the peanut diplomacy

The greatest country in the world is now just a dump
Waiting several hours at the gas pump
Only to find out that it’s dry

Someone please tell me why

Why our president is such a failure
He can’t even ensure
That our nation is secure
He makes America a martyr
And brings the country to its knees
While he tries to appease
Dictators and communists

Obama lied and the economy died
It’s time for a real man to take the job

Forget the past and we are doomed to repeat it
and the voters will have to eat it
And accept their choice
You can’t rejoice
When your country is bleeding and can’t scream
Because it doesn’t have a voice
I can only reminisce
How Reagan pulled us out of the abyss
And kicked the lame duck out of office

Jimmy Carter can’t even barter
The release of American hostages
444 days in captivity

Obama lied and the economy died
It’s time for a real man to take the job
Peace and a flower
Is the cease of power

Piss on the beehive
Stir up the hornet’s nest
Because rampant liberalism never takes a rest

After the four years of destruction he leaves in his wake
This time, everything’s at stake
A Reagan will have to come and mop up the mess
When the country is in a state of distress
And Obama’s Marxism is undressed
Obama’s a piece of shit with eyeballs!

"Vulture Culture"
LYRICS BY DAVID JANTUNEN

I used to be a real journalist
Now I’m like a school girl that’s never been kissed
Obama, you’re so fine
Wine and dine me
The liberal elite are so sweet
And all of the minorities, too
And I can feel the heat

Looming above
Waiting for your love
In this counter culture
Hanging around like a vulture

I’ll be a good little dog and sit in your lap
Just please, Master Obama, give me some scraps
I feel a shiver up my leg
And somewhere else in my pants
So, please, don’t make me beg

Obama is our ghetto messiah
Political pariah
Reverse spotted leper
Come and ride in on your donkey
And save America from the honkies

Bodice ripping journalism
It doesn’t matter if you’re pristine
Or not we’ll be your propaganda machine

Keith Olbermann and MSLSD
And the Communist News Network
Will protect you Obambi, the delicate little deer
From every scandal
Ayers, Wright and Khalidi
We’ll make it real easy
For the college kids to want to vote for you
When you hear this song
But since you’re a ding dong
And your views aren’t that strong
So you’ll just sing along

You’re scared of the boogey man of global warming
But you don’t bat an eye at Islamic extremists

And they all will come swarming next election
To vote for the next Dummycrat

Remember to spay and neuter your liberals
"Maybe Tonight"
LYRICS BY DAVID JANTUNEN

Now it’s the morning and I feel inept
Maybe it’s a secret that’s best kept
It’s been five days since I slept
But maybe tonight I finally will

They can no longer bail me out
And I am doomed to fail without

When I see everything that I’ve accomplished
I don’t see anything at all
Everybody wants a piece of me
From the west and to the east of me
And the walls of my castle will come CRASHING DOWN!


"America, I Miss You"
LYRICS BY DAVID JANTUNEN

Here comes the president
Here to kill our freedom off
As he coughs and sputters and chokes on the lies he tells

America, I miss you
The way that you used to be

Sometimes America must fall
To be great again
Like in 1980
Like it was back then
The Republic for which it stands
Don’t let the second Boston Tea Party
Hold the keys to this sacred land

You can’t veto and you can’t forget
You just can’t veto a country filled with regret
He’s a stain on the sleeve of America

I won’t ever accept a closet Muslim as my leader
America’s wounded, she needs us and we need her
He won’t even put his hand on his heart
Or recite the oath without tearing it apart

I don’t buy this brand of democracy
He might be the president of the USA
But he’ll never be the president of me

You can’t veto and you can’t forget
You just can’t veto a country filled with regret
He’s a stain on the sleeve of America

America, I miss you
The way that you used to be
He might try to change it
He might try to exchange it for something else

Limp wristed Republicans and socialist Democrats
Run this country
Let’s take our great country back

I don’t buy this brand of democracy
He might be the president of the USA
But he’ll never be the president of me

Never in a million years
I will never salute you

You dictator

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