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[aid] => mick
[title] => Obahmian Rhapsody
[time] => 2011-10-05 12:49:50
[hometext] => Sorry Freddy. Couldn't help it
[bodytext] => No friend of Israelites My life was a fantasy. Caught in a landslide, No escape from reality Open your eyes, those plane's in the skies were me, I'm just a rich boy, with a rich family, Because I'm easy bomb, easy go, One hit high, one hit low, Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me Obama, Just killed a man, He was lying in his bed, pulled my trigger, now he's dead Obama, we've wrapped up this one, Gonna fly him o'er the sea and throwaway Osama, oooh, Didn't mean to make you cry, but for you there's no tomorrow, Carry bombs, now you're gone as if nothing really matters Too late, Your time has come, You sent shivers down my spine, stolen jets, heard their last whine. Say goodbye, ev'rybody, You've got to go, Gotta leave us all behind and face the truth Obama, oooh, I don't want to die, I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all I see a little silhouetto of a man, Georgie Bush, Georgie Bush, will you do the Fandango! Thunderbolts and lightning, shock and awe is frightening me Galileo, Galileo Galileo, Galileo Galileo, Figaro - magnifico I'm just a rich boy nobody loves me He's just a rich boy from a rich family, Spare him his life from this monstrosity Easy come, easy go, will you let me go Islamabad! No, we will not let you go (Let him go!) Islamabad! We will not let you go (Let him go!)Islamabad! We will not let you go (Let me go) Will not let you go (Let me go)(Never) Never let you go (Let me go) Never let you go (Let me go) Ah No, no, no, no, no, no, no Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia, let me go Abbottabad has assasins put aside for me, for me, for me So you think you can shoot me and spit in my eye So you think you can hate me and leave me to die Obama, can't do this to me, baby, Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here Nothing really matters, Anyone can see, Nothing really matters, Nothing really matters to me Any way the wind blows... [comments] => 0 [counter] => 113 [topic] => 41 [informant] => poeticjestix [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => political )
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