Republicans In Love Lyrics

Republicans In Love lyrics

Sorry, I'm drunk dear. It happens all the time.

Honestly, I thought I loved you. Too bad you're so

damn lame. Scare me with the chance to die by people I

would call friends. I guess it's a lovely trick. I probably

should enlist.



Grind me meaty. Wash me holy. Chew me crust

bloody. Spit on me. You know I trust you dead.



GOP's oily sudsing. Attempting to wash what won't

rub. Flossing gums, then licking bottoms. Nonchalant,

they're gropping crotches. Raped green by forty ounces.

Shiny bliss. My cocky drunk grin. Pretentious for

deceiving you. You're gullible for believing me.



Grip cold drink starless starlet. You're the stench that

sates him. His zipper's sticky on Sunday morn. Ron's a

fist of cement late for breakfast.



Emmanuel Kant. Hamshackles, and first and ten.

June bugs lick the horses teeth smiling in the grave of

summer. Assume texas stance. Moled south for

Houston. Toads dismembering flies. Ill-behooved to

miss them.



I tend to think we are free.