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Sun City Girls - CIA Man lyrics
Who can shove a contra up your ass? And beat Khadaffi with a touchdown pass? Fucking-a man! Fucking-a, it's the CIA (CIA man!) Fucking-a, it's the CIA Who's got chunks of J.F.K.'s head Floating in a jar of formaldehyde under his bed? Fucking-a man! Fucking-a, it's the CIA (CIA man!) Fucking-a, it's the CIA Confusion Interwoven As we speak Who sucks off the Pope behind closed doors? And spits the cum into your open sores Fucking-a man! Fucking-a, it's the CIA (CIA man!) Fucking-a, it's the CIA Catholic Institutional Aids Who can squash republics like bananas? And try to pick off cigar smokers in Havana? Fucking-a man! Fucking-a, it's the CIA (CIA man!) Fucking-a, it's the CIA Central Impotent America Who can snake a tire iron down your throat? And laugh as you're falling down the moat? Fucking-a man! Fucking-a, it's the CIA (CIA man!) Fucking-a, it's the CIA Who'll hand-feed a Zionist with a spoon? And kick the Palestinians to the moon? Fucking-a man! Fucking-a, it's the CIA (CIA man!) Fucking-a, it's the CIA Committee to Inflict Atrocities Who can plant a car bomb in Beirut? And make the peasants suck on united fruits? Fucking-a man! Fucking-a, it's the CIA (CIA man!) Fucking-a, it's the CIA Who gives you a piece of the rock As you're sucking off their ugly cock? Fucking-a man! Fucking-a, it's the CIA (CIA man!) Fucking-a, it's the CIA Controlling Intravenous Apathy Who can slip a needle in your arm? And three days later you have bought the farm Fucking-a man! Fucking-a, it's the CIA (CIA man!) Fucking-a, it's the CIA Conspiracy of International Affairs Who can train guerillas by the dozens and dozens And send them off to train their untrained cousins? Fucking-a man! Fucking-a, it's the CIA (CIA man!) Fucking-a, it's the CIA Conmen Industrializing the Amazon Who can stab a rumor in your back? So when you bleed it's documented fact! Fucking-a man! Fucking-a, it's the CIA (CIA man!) Fucking-a, it's the CIA Choreographed dis-Information Apes Who wears black and drives in big, dark cars? And flies around in silver bright cigars Fucking-a man! Fucking-a, it's the UFO (it's the UFO man!) Fucking-a, would you like to go? Who can steal the jungles of Zaire and wish you a happy new year? Who can take the sugar from the sack, put in LSD and pour it back? Who's behind the death of Malcolm X and a thousand others while you're having sex? Who can kill a general in his bed, overthrow dictators if they're red? Who can build a pyramid overseas from Pretoria to Tel Aviv to Washington D.C.? Who can take Egyptians, Saudis and Jordanians and turn them against Libyans, Syrians and Iranians? Who delivers bibles to Iran signed by Horse Cock Hephner? Or maybe it's the K.G.B, the B.O.S.S, the D.I.N.A, the F.B.I, the I.R.S, the Council on Foreign Affairs, the I.M.F, World Bank Mafia, the National Security, State Death Squads, or singing in monotheistic three-part harmony, it's the Mossad, the Institute of Terror, the Persian Gulf Applie Pie Dictators, the Vatican City Opium Farmers, and the Computer Infortmation Accumulation with the Cremation of Indonesians Association, carrying out Covert Indulgence in Africa while Continually Instigating Arabs paid for by the Council to Induce Armageddon legislated through Congressmen Indebted to Aipac, which is really a Colony of Intergalactic Aliens. |
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