When the Lies Come Out of Hiding

When the lies come out of hiding as the lib’rals spew their schlock
And you hear the podunk spouting all the crap that’s all a crock,
And the lib’rals all are pointin’ and cluckin’ like bloated hens,
And the local dems are waving all their white flags on the fence;
Then you know it must be time to be watchin’ all the rest,
With the lyin’ mouths a spoutin’ from the the stupid lib’ral pests.
As the podunk shouts his lies out and he spreads his normal crock,
Then the lies come out of hiding as the lib’rals spew their schlock.

There’s something kinda smelly bout the lies he tells right here
When the crap he sends out from his mouth stinks up the atmosphere.
Oh, he says he’s right when he spreads 'em all out loud,
And he mumbles all the garbage and he acts so great and proud.
He thinks he’s got all the truth no matter where it came,
For he shouts out all the same old lies even though they cause him shame.
He’s a picture of an idiot, as the Bush he tries to mock,
Cause the lies come out of hiding as the lib’rals spew their schlock.


The stupid, squirming podunk, a lib’ral full of scorn,
Eats the raspin’, graspin’ lyin’ stuff like the kernals of the corn.
His lies stream out boldly like the poison from a sore
But he can’t seem to remember how the truth he can ignore.
He’s a filthy, loathsome creature not worth a dollar bill
As he lies about our soldiers in hopes for Bush a major kill.
He’s a gruttin’ little savage who’s proud to hate us all,
As he sits in his podunk room making faces at the wall.
He thinks he is a clickin’, his great words no one can block
When the lies come out of hiding as the lib’rals spew their schlock.

When the end comes a visitin’ and his lies are piled in heaps
He’ll wonder why he’s gettin burned and he’s the only one who weeps.
When the visitin’ is finished and his life then is all through
He’ll be sittin’ on the burning piles and wishin’ he was too!
I don’t know how to tell him, but I gotta try somehow
That if he doesn’t quit his lyin’ he’ll soon be Satan’s chow.
I’d like to see him stop this crap and come back to the flock
For the lies come out of hiding as the lib’rals spew their schlock.