Superbowl Patriot XXXVI Lyrics

Artist: Propagandhi
Album: Potemkin City Limits

Superbowl patriots cheer half-time propaganda, fake titties, tooting trumpets. "FREEDOM" is in lights and is shitting itself out of Post-Hippy "Call me Sir" Paul McCartney's multi-millionaire fucking mouth. Machine guns raised. Kegs secure. Beers held high! The (Presidential) Liar is in the house. Bono's in the house! We're DOOMED! FUCKING DOOMED! FUCKING DOOMED! FUCKING DOOMED! FUCKING DOOMED! FUCKING DOOMED! FUCKING DOOMED!

Related:
Propagandhi Lyrics
Propagandhi Potemkin City Limits Lyrics

More Propagandhi Music Lyrics:
Propagandhi - ...And We Thought Nation States Were a Bad Idea Lyrics
Propagandhi - Apparently, I'm a "P.C. Fascist" (Because I care about both human and non-human animals) Lyrics
Propagandhi - Fuck the Border Lyrics
Propagandhi - Gamble Lyrics
Propagandhi - I Was a Pre-teen McCarthyist Lyrics
Propagandhi - Laplante Song Lyrics
Propagandhi - Leg-Hold Trap Lyrics
Propagandhi - T.I.Y (Title It Yourself) Lyrics