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!

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