Intro: G Em D



G             Em               D

Here's to the State of Richard Nixon

    G                          F

For underneath his borders the devil draws no line

       G                              F

If you drag his muddy rivers nameless bodies you will find

        G                            F

And the fat trees of the forest have hid a thousand crimes

        G           Em            Am                D

And the calender is lyin' when it reads the present time

    G             Em          C            G

Oh, here's to the land you'v
Dance With the Devil Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I once knew a nigga whose real name was William
his primary concern, was making a million
being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen
he used to fuck moviestars and sniff coke in his dreams
a corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen
nigga never had a fathe
e torn out the heart of

G                      Em                D        G

Richard Nixon find yourself another country to be part of



And here's to the schools Richard Nixon

Where they're teaching all the children they don't have to care

All the rudiments of hatred are present everywhere

And every single classroom is a factory of despair

Oh, there's nobody learnin' such as foreign word as fair

Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of

Richard Nixon find yourself another country to be part of



And here's to the laws Richard Nixon

Where the wars
The Hatchet Of War Lyrics

A species of violence
has landed ashore our hemisphere
They're crossing the borders
their mercyless killers are everywhere

But we're not defenseless
our ancient brothers will stand
to head off the slaughter
from our common land

The alien assailants
are po
 are fought in secret, Pearl Harbor every day

He punishes with income tax that he don't have to pay

And he's tapping his own brother just to here what he would say

But corruption can be classic in the Richard Nixon way

Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of

Richard Nixon find yourself another country to be part of



And here's to the churches Richard Nixon and Billy Graham

Where the cross, once made of silver, now is caked with rust

And the Sunday mornin sermons pander to their lust

All the fallen face of Jesus is chokin' in the dust

And Heaven only 
Antikrist Lyrics

Stig opp p? min trone bleke lik 

Fall p? kne ?rb?diget foran mine f?tter
Ta imot mitt kalde kyss p? din panne
Jeg har lagt veien som f?rer til Helvete klar 

L?ft deres sverd til kamp, stolte menn
La massakeren begynne i dag
Hogg hodet av hver kristen
og voldta de
knows in which God they can trust

Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of

Richard Nixon find yourself another country to be part of



And here's to the government Richard Nixon

In the swamp of their bureaucracy their always boggin' down

And criminals are posing as advisors to the crown

And they hope that no one sees the sights and no one hears the sound

And the speeches of the President are the ravings of a clown

Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of

Richard Nixon find yourself another country to be part of