[Intro]
Good evening, friends and neighbors
Or shall I say this afternoon?
[Verse 1]
It would behoove me audaciously
At this juncture in our compilation
To officially declare this congregation
The single largest amalgamation
Of any one particular nation's population
To ever receive an invitation
To a situation of such enduring magnitude
Forthwith and notwithstanding
Any misunderstood grandstanding
As it would pertain to the expansion
Of our national tantrum
In such a grand and/or irrational fashion
And I would implore you to explore
A more tangible interpretation
Of our national anthem
The likes of which we we could plausibly take platinum
If you would turn with me in your hymnals
To the book of Verbatim
Of botherations
Ad nauseatum
[Chorus]
Ain’t that some bullshit?
Ain't that some bullshit?
Ain't that some bullshit?
Ain’t that some bullshit?
[Post-Chorus]
When you allow good men to die for your freedom
Only later to recall them as having fought for your flag
That's some bullshit
[Verse 2]
Henceforth, fourscore
And way too many more years before
The last first responder ever forgot to remember Seven-Eleven
Untoward a more perfect reunion
Of our most effervescent endeavor
To linger here forever
With or without the express written consent
Of any nationally-resented softball league's
Best politically-motivated pre-conditioned intentions
To lure your children
Away from these lives of crime that they are leading out on the streets
And lead them to lives of crime that would be taking place indoors
Lives of collusion the likes of which this world has never seen before
Depending on what your definition of the word "is" is
[Chorus]
Ain't that some bullshit?
Ain't that some bullshit?
Ain't that some bullshit?
Ain't that some bullshit?
[Outro]
I say, read my lips and I'll show you my taxes
And by that I meant to say that if I am elected
I never said any of that shit
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