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Este homem é o maior… vejam o video e vao perceber e nem que fosse so por causa do video em si mas a letra tambem ja agora
Here’s to the judges of John Roberts,
Who wear the robe of honor in their phoney legal fort.
and justice is a stranger when the partisans report,
When the court elected the president it was the beginning of this war.
Whoa here’s to the land you’ve torn out the heart of,
John Roberts, find yourself another country to be part of!
And here’s to the government of Dick Cheney,
With criminals posing as advisors to the crown
And they hope that no one sees the sights and no one hears the sounds
‘Cause the speeches of the president are the ravings of a clown
Oh, here’s to the land you’ve torn out the heart of
Dick Cheney, find yourself another country to be part of
And here’s to the churches of Jerry Falwell,
Where the cross, once made of silver, now has turned to rust
And the Sunday morning sermons pander to the fear of men in lust
God only knows in heaven they must trust
Oh, here’s to the land you’ve torn out the heart of
Jerry Falwell, find yourself another country to be part of
And here’s to the laws of Alberto Gonzalez,
Congress will pass an act in the panic of the day
While the Constitution is drowning in an ocean of decay
And freedom of speech is dangerous, I’ve even heard them say
Oh, here’s to the land you’ve torn out the heart of
Gonzalez, find yourself another country to be part of
And here’s to the businessman of George W.,
Who want to change the focus from Halliburton and Enron
And their profits, like blood money are spilling out on the White House Lawn
TO keep their hold on power they’re using terror as a gun
While the bombs that fall on children don’t know which side don´t care which side that they’re on
Oh, here’s to the land you’ve torn out the heart of
George W., find yourself another country to be part of
O Estranho Ser Chamado Pedro 