I Feel Like I'm Fixin' To Die Rag 2.0
updated version of classic Country Joe & the Fish song
anons, i give the lyrics below away to anyone who wants
to perform, record, or distribute the updated song
in exchange for 20% of the gross of any revenue
leave the cash under a rock at 17th and main, behind the old same place
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gimme an F
gimme a U
gimme a C
gimme a K
what's that spell?
what's that spell?
what's that spell?
what's that spell?
what's that spell?
come on all of you big strong men,
uncle sam needs your help again.
screwed himself in a terrible way,
promising things that he cannot pay.
so put on a mask and don't say a word,
we're gonna kill off most of the herd.
(CHORUS)
and it's one two three
what are we vaxxing for?
don't ask me, just take the jab.
next stop is a cold steel slab.
and it's five six seven
open up the pearly gates.
well… there ain't no time to wonder why.
whoopie we're all gonna die.
now come on big pharma don't be slow,
warp speed clotshots are a go-go-go.
there's lots of blood money to accumulate
givin' elites a way to depopulate
let's hope and pray if it's mRNA,
they give it to jews and gays.
(CHORUS)
come on liberals ya gotta move fast,
your big chance has come at last.
now you can go out and kill white folks,
they deserve it for all them rayciss jokes.
and you know our problems can only be fixed
when there's nuffin' but niggers and spics.
(CHORUS)
come on mothers throughout the US,
drag your infants down to CVS.
come on fathers, don't hesitate,
vax your healthy children before it's too late.
be the first family on your street
to get buried together six feet deep.
(CHORUS)