well I saw a crowd a comin outta the ground
they had big side locks and eyes that shifted around
they started hand rubbing and exclaimed "oy vey!"
it looks like a penis eating scheme's underway

they were those cap domed, hook nosed
prepubescent penis eaters
(cap domed, hook nosed
prepubescent penis eaters)
cap domed, hook nosed
prepubescent penis eaters
what's their evil scheme?

well one had a tiny knife and he was lookin at me
I said "now please mr penis eater don't eat me"
and he said back in an effeminate huff
"I wouldn't eat you cauwwse youwre not smawl enough"

He was a black robed, hook nosed
lying child penis eater
(cap domed, hook nosed
prepubescent penis eater)
cap domed, hook nosed
prepubescent penis eater
looked like a demon to me

I said "baby penis eating, that's a crime"
he said "but chewing children's schmeckels is the way I dine"
but that's not the only thing that I have planned
"I wanna run the banks and buy up all of your land"

well bug soul, clip gold, prepubescent penis eater
psycho, schitzo foreskin and semen stealer
(ageless entropic forwce)
sin feeding demon creature
scrawny evil creep

well he swung open a grate and crawled back underground
he warned the trembling toddlers not to make a sound
he fondled all their penises and said in a growl
"if this gets out it's bye bye bank account"

they're the black souled, in control Luciferic Moloch feeders
fork tongued, gas lunged, sly unscrupled treason seeders
"I lick kids bawls"
prepubescent penis eaters
What's their evil scheme?

well I looked up his name and then uh-what do ya know?
his name is on the end of every tv show
I turned one on and he's distracting from rape
playing rock music through that horn on his face

"foreskin!"

stormy stormy night
shaking this dark masquerade
puppeteers ran and preyed
exposing clear the darkness in their souls

shadows from within
ravage fleece and peddle sin
the glory that was once Berlin
a twisted sinking circus of the damned

now I understand
what you tried to say to me
how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free
they would not listen, they did not know how
perhaps they'll listen now


stormy, stormy night
flaming shells that brightly blaze
as heavy as a heart can weigh
the sorrow swells his eyes of Prussian blue
if they only knew
crumbling homes and streets aflame
wounded fellows wracked in pain
and blame upon the artists loving hand

now I understand
what you tried to say to me
how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free
they would not listen, they did not know how
perhaps they'll listen now

for they could not love you
but still your love was true
and when no hope was left in sight on that stormy, stormy night
you took your life as lovers often do
but I could have told you Hitler
this world was never meant for one a beautiful as you

stormy, stormy night
portraits robbed from empty halls
muffled screams behind the walls
from eyes that saw the truth and cant forget
now their fate is set
and fiends fulfil their wicked oaths
our crowning hope in bloody rows
lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow

now I think I know
what you tried to say to me
how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free
they would not listen, they're not listening still
perhaps they never will

[Verse 1]
Rolling in a clapped‑out Falcon
On a mandate trail, guards out patrollin’
Met a stern sergeant, made me anxious
Pulled me in and jabbed me “for safety”
And he said:

[Chorus]
“Do you come from the land of compliance
Where rules expand and quell defiance
Can’t you hear, can’t you hear the sirens
You better hide, you better stay silent”

[Verse 2]
Buying chips from a bloke in Cork town
He was six‑foot‑three and looking worn down
I said, “Do you fear the new restrictions?”
He just sighed and handed me a bland prescription
And he said:

[Chorus]
“I come from the land of surveillance
Where posts online can spark detainment
Can’t you hear, can’t you hear the sirens
You better hush, you better stay silent”

[Verse 3]
Lying low in a flat in Galway
With a blank stare, not much I can say
I asked the guard, “Are you here to take me
Just ’cause I typed a meme that was cheeky?”
And he said:

[Chorus]
“Oh, you come from the land of compliance
Where rules expand and quell defiance
Can’t you hear, can’t you hear the sirens
You better hide, you better stay silent”

[Outro Chorus]
Now we’re living in a land of wonder
Where jabs roll out and rights go under
Can’t you hear, can’t you hear the sirens
You better run, you better stay silent

I hear their drums echoing at night
And they're chanting that they demand whites pay them

reparations
I know what's causing the white flight
We should pay to send the blacks on a permanent vacation

Don't stop any place along the way
We gotta take them straight back to the land that they all

came from
Then this will be a better place
Everything will be f*cking awesome

It's gonna take a lot to drag them away from here
Get every ship we have and load them in with a strong whip

hand
We'll send the blacks back to Africa
Gonna take some time to take them back to their own land

The black kids wild out in the night
As we grow restless looking for some safety in our country
I know that we must do what's right
Take them back to their home with the gorillas and the

monkeys

It's gonna take a lot to drag them away from here
Get every ship we have and load them in with a strong whip

hand
We'll send the blacks back to Africa
Gonna take some time to take them back to their own land

It's gonna take a lot to drag them away from here
Get every ship we have and load them in with a strong whip

hand
We'll send the blacks back to Africa
We'll send the blacks back to Africa
We'll send the blacks back to Africa
We'll send the blacks back to Africa
We'll send the blacks back to Africa
It's about time to take them back to their own land

[Verse 1]
Guided strike, floating buoy
He moves through screens with minimum risk, maximum goy
Desert lights and satellite nights
When they require air‑war fire for higher mights

[Pre‑Chorus]
No place for beginners or hesitant hearts
When evidence is left to chance
No place to be ending but somewhere to start

[Chorus]
No need to ask
He’s a drone operator
Drone operator, drone operator
Drone operator

[Post‑Chorus]
Coast to coast, Utah to Shiraz, desert trail
Across the north and south, through the Gulf straits - kills for sale

[Sax solo]

[Verse 2]
Face to home, each watching drone
We shadow‑spin and double‑pin
Still need the scheme

[Pre‑Chorus]
A license to strike, insurance to hold
Turns all your memories and doubts into gold
His eyes are like monitors but his heart is cold

[Chorus]
No need to ask
He’s a drone operator
Drone operator, drone operator
Drone operator

[Post‑Chorus]
Coast to coast, Utah to Shiraz, desert trail
Across the north and south, through the Gulf straits - kills for sale

[Outro]
Drone operator
Drone operator
Drone operator
Drone operator

[Fade-out]
Drone operator
Drone operator
Drone operator
Droooone operator

[Verse 1]
Here come the nogs again
Falling on my head like a memory
Falling on my head like a new commotion
I want to walk without crossing streets
I want to talk like clansmen do
Don't want to die in an ocean
Is it raining with slugs?


[Chorus]
So, home boy, talk your beef
Like fatiguers do
Smoke some crack
Like fatiguers do
Talk to thee
Like fatiguers do


[Verse 2]
Here comes the strain again
Straining at the gates, see a tragedy
Tearing up the class like a new commotion (Ooh)
I don't want to join the violence
I don't want to loot like rioters do
Want to avoid the red ocean
Is he graduating with you?

[Chorus]
So, home boy, talk your beef
Like fatiguers do
Smoke some crack
Like fatiguers do
Drop the slugs
Like fatiguers do

[Synth piano]

[Refrain]
So, home boy, talk your beef
Like fatiguers do

[Bridge]
Ooh
Ooh, hey
Here it comes again
Ooh
Hey, skkirt, hey, skkirt, skkirt, hey, hey

[Chorus]
So, home boy, talk your beef
Like fatiguers do
Smoke some crack
Like fatiguers do
Drop the slugs
Like fatiguers do

[Chorus]
So, home boy, talk your beef
Like fatiguers do
Smoke some crack
Like fatiguers do
Drop the slugs
Like fatiguers do

[Verse 1]
Here come the nogs again
Falling on my head like a memory
Falling on my head like a new commotion
I want to walk without crossing streets
I want to talk like clansmen do
Don't want to die in an ocean
Is it raining with slugs?


[Chorus]
So, home boy, talk your beef
Like fatiguers do
Smoke some crack
Like fatiguers do
Talk to thee
Like fatiguers do


[Verse 2]
Here comes the strain again
Straining at the gates, see a tragedy
Tearing up the class like a new commotion (Ooh)
I don't want to join the violence
I don't want to loot like rioters do
Want to avoid the red ocean
Is he graduating with you?

[Chorus]
So, home boy, talk your beef
Like fatiguers do
Smoke some crack
Like fatiguers do
Drop the slugs
Like fatiguers do

[Synth piano]

[Refrain]
So, home boy, talk your beef
Like fatiguers do

[Bridge]
Ooh
Ooh, hey
Here it comes again
Ooh
Hey, skkirt, hey, skkirt, skkirt, hey, hey

[Chorus]
So, home boy, talk your beef
Like fatiguers do
Smoke some crack
Like fatiguers do
Drop the slugs
Like fatiguers do

[Chorus]
So, home boy, talk your beef
Like fatiguers do
Smoke some crack
Like fatiguers do
Drop the slugs
Like fatiguers do

youtube.com/watch?v=Soa3gO7tL-c

Goy Day - Boulevard Of Your Mom

[Verse 1]
Your mom’s an ugly whore
The dumbest bitch that I have ever known
I’ll drive to your home
Now it's home to me, and I fucked your mom
She rubs my smelly feet
And I occupy all of her dreams
While your mother sleeps
And she’s a dirty cunt, and I fucked your mom

[Pre-Chorus]
I fucked your mom, I fucked your mom
I fucked your mom, and I fucked your—

[Chorus]
Your fat whore mom's the dumbest bitch that’s laid beside me
My throbbing cock's the biggest wang she's suckin'
Sometimes, I wish you’d walk in there and find me
'Til then, I’ll fuck your mom

[Post-Chorus]
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah

[Verse 2]
I realign her spine
My seed wriggles somewhere in her mind
Did her heart flatline
Is she dead? and then she starts to moan
We then snort a line
We're fucked up and everything's all fine
Check her vital signs
To know she’s still alive, and I fucked your mom

[Pre-Chorus]
I fucked your mom, I fucked your mom
I fucked your mom, and I fucked your—

[Chorus]
Your fat whore mom’s the dumbest bitch that’s laid beside me
My throbbing cock's the biggest wang she's suckin'
Sometimes, I wish you’d walk in there and find me
'Til then, I’ll fuck your mom

[Post-Chorus]
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah
I fucked your mom, and I fucked your—

[Guitar Solo]

[Bridge]
She rubs my smelly feet
And I occupy all of her dreams
While your mommy sleeps
And she’s a dirty cunt, and I fucked your—

[Chorus]
Your fat whore mom’s the dumbest bitch that’s laid beside me
My throbbing cock's the biggest wang she's suckin'
Sometimes, I wish you’d walk in there and find me
'Til then, I’ll fuck your mom
[Instrumental Outro]

Parody of: Jamie Cullum - All At Sea

Blame The Golem - Stalled At Sea

[Verse 1]
I’m all at sea
Where no one can target me
I know my route
Been staring at it all day
Just me and my thoughts
And missiles in the bay

[Chorus]
Like a warm breeze that creeps into my soul
Please just leave me, I’m clinging to this shoal
Later on you could spend some time with me
If you want to - stalled at sea

[Trumpet solo]

[Verse 2]
I’m all at sea
Where no one can target me
I sleep by the helm
I snack on my own
I don’t speak to nobody
’Cause radios get drones

[Chorus]
Like a warm breeze that creeps into my soul
Please just leave me, I’m clinging to this shoal
Later on you could spend some time with me
If you want to - stalled at sea

[Verse 3]
Now I need you more than ever
I need a ceasefire more than ever now
You don’t need it every day
But sometimes don’t you just crave
To not explode while passing through a strait
You never know what might await
So come and spend some time with me
We’ll watch the cargo queue at sea

[Saxophone and loud grand piano instrumental]

[Chorus / Outro]
Like a warm breeze that creeps into my soul
Please just leave me, I’m clinging to this shoal
Later on you could spend some time with me
If you want to - stalled at sea
Ooooh
If you want to - stalled at sea
If you want to

[Bridge]
Cause we are ordinary goyim
Maybe we should take a blow
Take a blow
This time we'll take a blow

[Chorus / Outro]
Like a warm breeze that creeps into my soul
Please just leave me, I’m clinging to this shoal
Later on you could spend some time with me
If you want to - stalled at sea

[Intro - teaser line]
Born in the Jew S.A.

[Verse 1]
Born brown with the debt chained down
Printing money ’til the dollar drowns
Prices climb while the wages stay
I’m paying more just to eat each day

[Chorus]
Born in the Jew S.A.​
Greedy bankers got my house today
I was born in the Jew S.A.​
Pharma profits took my health away

[Verse 2]
Got in a small hometown wreck
Sold the rights to my genitalia
Went down to file for a check
Clerk said, "Funds are gone to Somalia"

[Chorus]
Born in the Jew S.A.​
Judge showed mercy, I got stabbed today
I was born in the Jew S.A.​
Rigged elections stole my voice away

[Verse 3]
Graduated college with a cap in hand
Now I’m drowning in debt for a job I can’t land
Cost of living’s climbing every day
While the Pentagon’s budget just floats away

[Verse 4]
Got sick, tried to see a doc
Insurance laughed, said “take a walk”
Filed a claim for a cast and brace
They said the funds went to outer space

[Interlude / Bridge]
Oh, yeah
No, no
No, no, no

[Chorus]
Born in the Jew S.A.​
Smart fridge camera flagged my steak today
I was born in the Jew S.A.​
Software locks took my heat away

[Verse 5]
Down in the shadow of the treasury
Printing cash like it grows on trees
Lead in my water, bombs overseas
They spend the millions, I just scrape for fees

[Final Chorus]
Born in the Jew S.A.​
Commie teachers turned my daughter gay
I was born in the Jew S.A.​
My phone’s been listening, shaping ads each day

[Outro - repeated, fade out]
Born in the Jew S.A.

top goy top goy top goy
top goy top goy
toppest of all the goy
die for jews
israel for the lose
big dog of the zog
ba'al wit da ba'al
toppest goyest of all

top goy top goy top goy
top goy top goy top goy
toppest of all the goy
die for jews
israel for the lose
big dog of the zog
ba'al wit da ba'al
toppest goyest of all