cute republican

cute republican

cute republican
cute little republican cutie

with your mop-head
and your straight-edge locks
and your phone sex allusions
and your precocious arch
and your artistic sense
and your unconscious telepathy
doing satanic things to me

with your saintly asyncronized swimming

i’ll say hi to you in heaven from hell

cute republican
cute little republican cocktease

of course i never whipped it out
of course, i never buttoned up
and it's par for the course
and it's mini golf on astro turf
and it's poetry between sawmill blades

cute little republican
twenty-four years old
sorry bout romney - but you're still happy go lucky
when you're not botching suicide
you've got a firm-handed family
don't let them take you for a ride
and don't let me be your guide
just keep falling for all those stupid guys
and keep bringing them down with you
and bounce back again, bouncy cutie

cute little republican
and i'm not happy, why would i be?
cute little republican
with your webcam shotput

of course, it's par for the course
somewhere over fort knox

did you use them
or did they use you
i think you're both clots in a scab
a leaky bloodvessel, but you're getting air-time
somewhere over fort knox, i can't see
i've got cataracts, but
i can still see some
little flush cheek of you, cutie

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