I wrote a song to celebrate my eternal love for Big Brother and the NSA. It should be sung slowly, as an acapella spiritual hymn. Sing it with me!
The Hangin' Judge They say he listens, to our calls And watches while we pee He sees old words, we can’t recall And knows how we take our tea The hangin’ judge, the hangin’ judge He finally has arrived The hangin’ judge, the hangin’ judge How long will we survive? He knows all about, that girl I kissed Before I turned sixteen He knows I read, Rights of Man So I’ll never reach, nineteen The hangin’ judge, the hangin’ judge He finally has arrived The hangin’ judge, the hangin’ judge How long will we survive? And you my friend, long long ago You wrote that Peace, was sweet And Wall St. goons, are sure to know Tonight you’ll be their meat The hangin’ judge, the hangin’ judge He finally has arrived The hangin’ judge, the hangin’ judge How long will we survive? He Rounded Up, all the world Just like GM corn He put ‘em down, with flag unfurled They wished they were never born The hangin’ judge, the hangin’ judge He finally has arrived The hangin’ judge, the hangin’ judge How long will we survive? Remember back, long long ago Those times when, we were free We finally reaped, the seeds we sow Now it’s time, for you and me The hangin’ judge, the hangin’ judge He finally has arrived The hangin’ judge, the hangin’ judge How long will we survive? ---- You are receiving this because you are subscribed to the list named "UnivCity." To unsubscribe or for archive information, see <http://www.purple.com/list.html>.
