This performance piece is about the emotional bonds we share with non-physical objects as well as the uncharacteristically mundane distinction of modern day art and its parallelisms to the 1998 conflict in Kosovo.
lyrics
we burst onto the streets in search of booze and blow
open a bottle of whiskey and let the party flow
BEER COCAINE PUSSY AMERICA
I spot your daughter at the local bar and she looks like she needs a dick
I slip some roofies into her drink and that should do the trick ;)
BEER COCAINE PUSSY AMERICA
I'm the one that knocked your daughter up, I don't pay child support that kid is fucked
I'm the one that shared a needle with your son, I hope you got to know him because that kid is DONE
I'm the one that shook your baby to death, I hope you know I heard his cries as he took his last breath
and I'm the one that showed my dick to your dad
credits
from American Rock & Roll,
released March 31, 2014
Thanks to Horace Mann and Jerry "the King" Lawler for helping with the lyrics
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