The Song Fight Bulletin Board

By Ross Durand

Well I used to be concerned about the future of our country
The direction that it was headed in
With the conservative Christian right controlling all the social battles
And seeming poised to win
But lately I am not concerned about our fate
Since November I hear George Bush has got a man date

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And they must be celebrating in San Francisco
And out in Boston, Massacheu…
A liberating message for guys with alternative lifestyles
If Bush can have a man date, then so can you

I wonder who he’s going out with, where they’ll go for dinner
They’ll prob’ly have a Texas Angus steak
They’ll leave a seat between ‘em at the movies as they watch a western
I hope the White House isn’t waitin’ up late
But Bush was only educated in abstention
So I hope his handsome man date brings along protection

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Well he never really struck me as all that open-minded
A compassionate conservative, I guess you’d think he’d care
But, you know, I guess I’m getting a whole new perspective
On what’s going on with him and Tony Blair
You’d think that this would send him straight to Hell
But he’s Commander-In-Chief so God won’t ask and he won’t tell

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Man Date
by WreckdoM

The train goes into the station
The rocket blasts into outer space
The pump strikes oil in TEXAS
The donut caresses the hot dog

You'll know what kind of man I am
When I pull out my penis at the K-Mart
"Clean up on isle 7 please, clean up on isle 7"
"Sir I'm gonna have to ask you to leave the lingerie department."

The little man sits inside the boat
The warrior wears a purple helmet
The brown weasle finds a home
Everybody has a tunnel buddy

You'll know what kind of man I am
When I stroke my chubbie in your parents bathroom
"God, you're a loser!"

hope, oath and suspicion

gotta rendez-vous now with the man
with the red right hand
gotta meet up in his unmarked van
shake his red right hand

with the setting sun and a loaded gun
you're gonna run from the law
in the city of sin you cannot win
only run from the law

gotta rendez-vous now with the girl
who's gonna die for me
gotta meet up in a hotel room
give me what i need

CHORUS

in a city where no one can sleep
gonna bring down hell
blood's gonna flow now ankle deep
gonna bring down hell

CHORUS

meet the man with the red right hand
see the man with the red right hand
love the man with the red right hand
fear the man with the red right hand