Print

So, yeah, this is a new song I've written. It's kind of, sort of jaunty swing number called 'Cont'I don't like JewsNeither should youThey're ethically and spiritually poorThat's a factI don't like black peopleIt's just not acceptableThere should be some kind of lawThat is thatAnd I get the shitsWith InuitsThey get on my titsThe little bastardsAnd womenJust make me so madDoes that make me bad?Am I bad?Is that bad?And the fuckin' ItaliansI just cannot stand themThey really inspire my rancorLetras de cancionesCheating fucking Italian wankersAnd lesbians and the bi-curiousMake me furiousIt's not their fault I knowBut still...Grr...And fuckin' ChristiansI just want to punch them in their facesAnd I'm not comfortable with Muslims on the tubeAnd I can't stand publicly breast-feeding mothersAnd I hate gays who talk happilyAnd the fuckin' Chinese make me angryI hate the richI hate the poorI hate bitchesI hate whoresI hate AfricansI hate JapaneseI hate the disabledI hate BurmeseYeah I don't care about your color or your creedI will judge you for no reasonFuck, Sorry. That's the trouble with trying out new stuff. I had half the lyrics covered up. I think we should probably do it again. I think if we leave it there I might run the risk of being misconstrued. It's not even called 'Cont', it called 'Context'.I don't like JewsWho make and distribute kiddy pornNeither should youTheir ethically and spiritually poorThat's a factI don't like black peopleWho risk billions of other peoples money gambling on future derivativesIt's just not acceptableThere should be some kind of lawThat is thatAnd I get the shitsWith InuitsWho find out what job I doAnd regale me with a racist joke or twoThey get on my titsThe little bastardsAnd womenWho judge other women for not holding the some views as them vis-a-vis career and motheringJust make me so madDoes that make me bad?Am I bad?Is that bad?And the fuckin' ItaliansI just cannot stand themWhen they take a dive in the penalty boxDenying Australia its world cup spotThey really inspire my rancorCheating fucking Italian wankersAnd lesbians and the bi-curiousMake me furiousWhen their pride parade blocked the traffic flowwhen my baby had asthma and had to go to the hospitalIt's not their fault I knowBut still...Grr...And fuckin' ChristiansWho lean on their horn when my wife is being cautious at an intersectionI just want to punch them in their facesAlthough my anger is fleetingI understand their frustrationShe's a little too hesitantAnd I'm not comfortable Muslims on the tubeWho look over my shoulder when I'm readin'And I can't stand publicly breast-feeding mothersWho smoke cigarettes while their feedingAnd I hate gays who talk happilyDuring the final act of King LearAnd the fuckin' Chinese make me angryWhen they make sham erection potions out of the horns of endangered rhinocerosI hate the rich who use their wealth as an excuse for bigotryI hate the poor who use their poverty as an excuse for bigotryI hate bitches who get rabies and try to bite babiesI hate whores who wont accept visaI hate Africans racistsI hate Japanese homophobesI hate those disabled rapistsI hate Burmese catsYeah I don't care about your color or your creedI will judge you for no reasonBut your deeds From Letras Mania