The God Awfuls - N.R.A. lyrics

Big fat man with a white bow tie stands proud on Liberty Isle

Spews racist's rights, religious hate and delivers it with a smile

Screaming at the top of his lungs about Jesus Christ and guns

And the master plan of the global left to disarm Americans

A battle cry for patriots and amchair fascist anarchists

Bigots, racists, politicians and all the Christian coalitions

Protect the sovereign rights of the old fat rich and white

$40 for the year, stop the immigration here

God save the N.R.A.

'Cause the fuckers came too late to join the K.K.K.

$1 for the saviors of society

Murder's got a price in the Land of The Free

Sell the angles, bankshot lies about how your father's fought and died

To protect what's right and true, the old red, white, and blue

Millionaires don't go to war they send the men they can't afford to lose

His speech incendiary, this pseudo-visionary

No voice to argue reason, just guns, God, or treason

I'd like to hear the rant when the fucking barrel's pointed at you

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey

FUCK YOU!