Inglourious Basterds

Violence and gore is no laughing matter
Unless you’re Tarantino and you make it spray and splatter.
B+

Bite!

All these pricks on my television
Are heading for one big crash collision
Their pundit mouths and robot brains
And other assorted things
That drive me insane
Their colored dots forming a delayed response
Fucking sound bites in ridiculous fonts
All the women with their artificial faces
Gossip stories and missing people cases
I’m getting the fear, man
I’m trying to stay positive the best that I can
I would like to shut the tv off, but it’s a hard thing to lose
When I’ve been laid off, and the mortgage is overdue

Mr. America

Here I stand on my hill
I see England approaching
Good friends, we are still
I say to him, “Why must Europe be such a bore?”
He replies, “Because, we don’t like to start wars.”
“Suit yourself,” I say, “America is still king we are.”
“Oh really?” He says back, “Tell that to the U.S. Dollar.”