L&A Music (ft. Avatar) "Shout Out"

Repatriate the patriots…
Papers?  We don't need no stinking papers
America was built on the back-breaking labor
Of immigrants, so unless you are indigenous
You can't claim this land without sounding like a hypocrite 

You tell me what's acceptable torture
So I can issue the executive order
Minutemen thinking they're protecting the border
But Guatamalan kids?  Shit, we collect them like hoarders
Draw a line in the sand to stick your head in like an ostrich
While coke clogs up both nostrils in your proboscis
Funny how one day you quote Gospels of the Apostles
Then spit hatred with the same mouth acting outwardly hostile
Like your living room is a hostel filled with pot-smoking cockroaches from Colorado
Shaking your fist like "where did all the jobs go?"
If you wanna know don't look at refugees seeking asylum
Look at receipts for all the cheap shit you bought made in China.
Stay inside your precious bubble until it runs out of oxygen
Want your country back?  Walk a mile in another man's moccasins.
All politics are local, so if you live in the middle of nowhere don't tell me how to run my city, honestly I really don't care.

Repatriate the patriots…
Papers?  We don't need no stinking papers
America was built on the back-breaking labor
Of immigrants, so unless you are indigenous
You can't claim this land without sounding like a hypocrite 

Give us your poor huddled masses longing to be free
As long as the gate closes after my family, friends and me
You can have your so-called party, you can have your fuckin' tea,
You can criticize the takers from the lap of luxury.
You can box yourself in a certain longitude & latitude
You can rave like a lunatic until they stick you in a padded room,
That can be your xenophobic xanadu
Wanna live in the Holy Land?  Afghanistan has panoramic views of sand dunes.
National Lampoon's Middle Eastern Vacation
If you hate gays move to a country where they're chained up in the basement.
Love the 2nd Ammendment?  Get an AK for your 8th birthday
Gotta give it up for the Taliban, they don't give a shit about Earth Day.
Worst case scenario - you may have to give up Christmas
But grow a Santa beard & you Duck Dynasty fans can fit in.
It's thanksgiving, dig in, we'll make a happy montage
Until the triptophan knocks you out on blankets laced with small pox.

Repatriate the patriots…
Papers?  We don't need no stinking papers
America was built on the back-breaking labor
Of immigrants, so unless you are indigenous
You can't claim this land without sounding like a hypocrite 

What percentage of Americans could pass the citizenship test?
Surely less-than-half is a legitimate guess
Our history is a mess of genocide and slavery
But when I was in class they made me memorize make-believe
Save the Sempre Fi bravery for Marines
If you never set foot in combat boots you can clean the latrine
Wanna wage war on every thing but you got nuke-a-phobia
Think you can bomb your way into a picture-perfect utopia?
Run that up the flagpole that only goes to half-mast
The bullshit is knee-deep, good thing you stockpile gas masks
Doomsday preppers pray with pepper spray in their  backpacks
Pack rats following the lead of the fat cats
The plan's been hatched and they think they're on the winning team
Touting exceptionalism, how'd that work out for the Byzantines?
It's Istanbul not Constantinople
Add up every life lost for the colonial grand total

Repatriate the patriots…
Papers?  We don't need no stinking papers
America was built on the back-breaking labor
Of immigrants, so unless you are indigenous
You can't claim this land without sounding like a hypocrite 





REPATRIATE THE PATRIOTS

My name is Donald J. Trump I own a mansion and a yacht
Luxurious hotels and all the love this money bought
Mail order bride trophy wives and blind followers
Whoever knew the harbinger of doom would be so popular?
I'll conquer the earth, everyday I'm trending
I never contradict myself - I was just pretending
I'm my own investment, so much for embezzlement
My stock's on the rise, double-dipping in the treasure chest
I'm the best thing since sliced bread hit the industry
Come here. I'll grab your pussy unless your name is Hillary
Give me your vote to bring us closer than kissing cousins
And take our country back from blacks, immigrants and Muslims
Is what I'd say but hippy liberals object
Pissing themselves over what's politically correct
Look at all this money, none of it's for you

If he takes over the world we're a banana republic
Up shit's creek trying to bail out with a bucket
So much for democracy, we can all suck it
There's something up his sleeve, the masturbator of puppets
If he takes over the world best believe we're all fucked
It's hard to believe people listen to this dumbshit
Eating pizza with a fork?  Better stick to tea & crumpets
How low can we go?  Ask Donald Trump, bitch

Making America hate again, the winds of change begin 
To swirl into a hurricane and spin around a world in flames, we play to win
So raise your limbs and pray to hymns in revival tents across the bible belt
It's sink or swim and there's only one Michael Phelps
The ice will melt, it's hands across Antarctica
Went to a Trump rally & all I got was this lousy swastika
Who would've thought the man who bought Miss America was a misogynist?
So vitriolic are our politics, the pop stars of the apocalypse
Prey upon us and weigh in on wedge issues to distort
The naked truth, low hanging fruit in the kangaroo court
Minority report: deport a million Mexicans
Says the man who can't rid his golf resort of one ornery Scotsman
Let's build a fort beneath a finely-coiffed hairpiece
From the mouths of babes the word is spreading like herpes
Make China bow down to the power of New Jersey
All in a day's work because we love to fight dirty

If he takes over the world we're a banana republic
Up shit's creek trying to bail out with a bucket
So much for democracy, we can all suck it
There's something up his sleeve, the masturbator of puppets
If he takes over the world best believe we're all fucked
It's hard to believe people listen to this dumbshit
Eating pizza with a fork?  Better stick to tea & crumpets
How low can we go?  Ask Donald Trump, bitch

Looking like Donal Duck and Ronald McDonald fucked
Had a kid they half-aborted now it's all growed-up
With a chip on his shoulder the size of Reno
I mean, though, who the fuck loses money running a casino?
Going bankrupt like pour country's morals
It ain't just me - every time he speaks he looks like he's giving oral
How do reporters not bust out laughing when they interview
A 70 billionaire who engages in daily Twitter feuds?
Are you for real?  The Art of the Steal is just a land grab
Guess we're going straight to hell in a Louis Vitton handbag
El Chapo for president!!!  At least he's an honest criminal
& if you ask me he's a more likable individual
Than the shitshow a see every time I turn on the TV
Some greedy creepy geezer giving me the heebie jeebies

DONALD J. TRUMP

Produced by Avatar
Joey MacIntosh: acoustic guitar
Avatar: vocals, bass, electric guitar, drums

NO KILL

Evidence "To Be Continued..." acapella over an original Avatar instrumental

EVIDENCE SNIPPET / Avatar Rmx

For my father, Robert John Wendt.  Rest in Peace.

FALL AWAY

ON SEPTEMBER 12TH, 2001 JOHNNY VOWED TO BECOME A MARINE
HE ENLISTED IN THE CORE ON THE DAY HE TURNED 18
PACKED HIS BAGS, KISSED HIS MOMMA & LEFT HIS HOME IN ABILENE
READY TO FUEL THE WAR MACHINE WITH MORE GASOLINE
BORN ON THE 4TH OF JULY , JOHNNY ALWAYS PLEDGED ALLEGIANCE
HE LOVED THE STARS & STRIPES AND SWORE AN OATH FOR WHAT HE BELIEVED IN
GREYHOUND BOUND THROUGH THE COUNTRY SIDE - HE KNEW WHAT HE'D BE FIGHTING FOR
DIDN'T DOUBT FOR A SPLIT SECOND THAT HIS COUNTRY WAS WORTH DYING FOR
FIRST NIGHT IN THE BARRACKS HE BUNKED WITH A BOOT NAMED "SCHILLINGER"
THEY WANTED TO KICK ASS & TAKE NAMES, FULL OF PISS AND VINEGAR
THEY LEARNED TO AIM THEIR RIFLES TRUE, THEY LEARNED TO TAKE NO PRISONERS
THEY MADE IT THROUGH THE CRUCIBLE READY TO FIRE ON ALL SIX CYLINDERS
SHOUTING A HARDY "HOO-RAH!!!" WITH A HEROIC BAND OF JAR-HEADS
GRADUATING BOOTCAMP, DEADLY WEAPONS IN SEARCH OF TARGETS
TIME FOR SHOCK & AWE, DEVIL-DOGS IN DESERT CAMOUFLAGE
BY LAND, SEA & AIR - HAND-DELIVERING THE WRATH OF GOD

VICTORIOUS IN BATTLE BUT THE WAR IS NEVER WON
SOLDIERS IN MEMORIAM, THEIR SONG IS SELDOM SUNG
IF YOU'VE NEVER HEARD THE STORIES OR THE BANGING OF THE DRUM
NO GUTS NO GLORY, JOHNNY GOT HIS GUN

JOHNNY WAS A DEAD-EYE MARKSMAN SHARPER THAN A FALCON'S TALONS
LETTING OFF ROUNDS LIKE A GATLING, ONE OF THE BEST IN HIS BATTALION
WHEN HE SHIPPED OFF TO IRAQ HE KNEW HE'D SEE SOME ACTION
ENVISIONING A RIGHTEOUS KILL IN EVERY TARGET PRACTICE
IT WAS THE 4TH OF JULY WHEN THEY CAME UNDER ENEMY FIRE
IT LIT UP THE ENTIRE SKY LIKE A PATRIOTIC PYRE
LOOKING DOWN THE RIFLE SCOPE, BREATHING STEADY, LOCKED & LOADED
IN A HAZE OF PINK MIST THE HAJI'S HEAD EXPLODED
DEATH IS NOT TO BE TAKEN LIGHTLY BUT WAR IS DEVIL-MAY-CARE
IN THE DAYS AHEAD JOHNNY DEVELOPED A THOUSAND-YARD STARE
UNTIL AN I.E.D. BLEW UP AMONGST A GROUP OF VILLAGERS
HE PULLED A SOLDIER FROM THE HUMAN DEBRIS, HIS DOG TAG READ "SCHILLINGER"
A FAINT TRACE OF RECOGNITION ON HIS FACE AS HE LOOKED IN JOHNNY'S EYES
HE COULD BARELY MAKE OUT THE WORDS BUT JOHNNY THOUGHT HE HEARD "SEMPRE FI"
COME HELL OR HIGH WATER IT'S UNDERSTOOD IN THIS BROTHERHOOD
BUT A FOLDED FLAG DOESN'T DO A GRIEVING MOTHER ANY FUCKING GOOD

VICTORIOUS IN BATTLE BUT THE WAR IS NEVER WON
SOLDIERS IN MEMORIAM, THEIR SONG IS SELDOM SUNG
IF YOU'VE NEVER HEARD THE STORIES OR THE BANGING OF THE DRUM
NO GUTS NO GLORY, JOHNNY GOT HIS GUN

NOW JOHNNY'S BACK HOME BATTLING THE GHOSTS OF WAR
BUT THE WORLD HE RETURNED TO AIN'T THE SAME AS IT WAS BEFORE
HE SAW SOME GRUNTS "GONE ELVIS" QUESTIONING MORALS & ETHICS
HE SAW SOME BROTHERS BURIED & OTHERS WALKING ON PROSTHETICS
THE SIGHTS & SOUNDS, THE HEADACHES, THE NIGHT-SWEATS & DEPRESSION
THEY CALL IT "SURVIVOR'S GUILT" IN HIS PSYCHIATRIC SESSIONS
COLLATERAL DAMAGE AIN'T NO BAGGAGE FOR THE FORTUNATE FEW
HE HEARD POLITICIAN'S EMPTY PLATITUDES CLAIMING THEY "SUPPORT THE TROOPS"
DISTORTED WAS THE VIEW AS JOHNNY LOOKED OUT OF HIS WINDOW
WHEN THE 4TH OF JULY FIREWORKS TRIGGERED HIS POST-TRAUMATIC SYNDROME
HE ASKED THE DOCTORS FOR HELP BUT THEY JUST PUT HIM ON MEDS
THE SIDE-EFFECTS INTENSIFIED THE VOICES IN HIS HEAD
CONFUSED & DISILLUSIONED, HE SAW NO WAY OUT BUT TO END IT
HE MISSED THE CAMARADERIE OF FRIENDSHIPS FORMED IN TRENCHES
SO JOHNNY ATE A BULLET NOT KNOWING HIS GRAVE'S FIRST VISITOR
WAS THE MAN WHOSE LIFE HE SAVED: PRIVATE FIRST CLASS SCHILLINGER

VICTORIOUS IN BATTLE BUT THE WAR IS NEVER WON
SOLDIERS IN MEMORIAM, THEIR SONG IS SELDOM SUNG
IF YOU'VE NEVER HEARD THE STORIES OR THE BANGING OF THE DRUM
NO GUTS NO GLORY, JOHNNY GOT HIS GUN

JOHNNY GOT HIS GUN

You're stupid if you think I'm stupid
Don't tell me you're "only human"
No excuses for the things you say
Got no future, lifeless loser
Uber-clueless you're so foolish
Go to school it's time to make the grade

I guess that bright ain't your favorite color
No you ain't the sharpest knife inside the drawer
Too bad that bright ain't your favorite color
You can't play the game without knowing the score

You're duller than a sack of hammers
They're, there, their - ain't got no grammar
Think that you're the cat's pajamas, you're just shit-stained drawers
"Wrong" is your only answer
But you're such a happy camper!
A day late & a dollar short at the 99 cent store

I guess that bright ain't your favorite color
No you ain't the sharpest knife inside the drawer
Too bad that bright ain't your favorite color
You can't play the game without knowing the score

The No Shows "Bright"

Avatar (aka Avatar The Vanguard) is a producer/beatmaker/mc/lyricist and member of Speak Easy, Wayward Saints, All Her Exes and the legendary LA2theBay artist collective.

Avatar The Vanguard

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