Tiffany Justice (Moms For Liberty) X Ronald Pergman (Big Sky): Bonding Over Common Ground

 

Rick Kuss: Some Hyperlocal Politics for You Washingtonians Out There

 

Bruce Friedman: The Michael Jordan of Book Banning and the Riley Gaines of Mediocrity

 

Ronda Santis, I Mean, Ron DeSatan, I Mean, Ron DeSantis!

 

Julie Gebhards, President of the Reads with Rachel Fan Club

 

Shock Value Village

VERSE 1

I got my devil horns for only ninety-nine cents

Going to hang some dildos from the white picket fence

And some fetal dolls from the cherry blossom tree

Your shock is priceless, but I got it for free

Got some flammable bibles, two for the price of one

Got a crucifix thong tucked between my buns

Got a whole bookshelf of the shit I can’t read

When you stab a book banner, a fascist bleeds

 

CHORUS 1

Shock Value Village

Raid, rape, and pillage

Shock Value Village

You’ve got the devil to thank

For not breaking the bank

 

VERSE 2

Ronda Santis has some cloves of garlic

He got them from Wal-Mart, ‘cause he’s banned from Target

He’s got a buckle on his hat and some buckles on his shoes

And some holy water boiling on the teapot brew

That shit doesn’t work, so we all point and laugh

The rumbling in our bellies measures on a seismic graph

The crusade was over before it ever began

He died on the hill of a few pointless bans

 

CHORUS 2

Shock Value Village

Raid, rape, and pillage

Shock Value Village

It won’t cost a fortune

So enjoy your abortion

 

BRIDGE

The youth of tomorrow don’t want to hear your sorrows

The churches are empty, you got nothing to envy

You promised paradise, you forgot to ask nice

Check it out for us, you’re the table sacrifice

 

CHORUS 3

Shock Value Village

Raid, rape, and pillage

Shock Value Village

Dollar store prices

For your favorite vices

Shock Value Village

Raid, rape, and pillage

Shock Value Village

Traditions left behind

For a stack of thin dimes

Theocracy be damned

You lost all your fans

Lay Down and Die

VERSE 1

You’re having a book barbecue

I’m burning the red, white, and blue

We are not the same

Mental chess is my only game

You play checkers like an amateur, dude

 

CHORUS

The things you’re fighting for

Should be kicked out the door

Don’t want to hear you cry

Just lay down and die

Keep on rolling

Rolling

Eat some humble pie

Just lay down and die

 

VERSE 2

You’re killing the chicks who won’t date you

No wonder the whole world hates you

Spit out the black pill

Don’t call the pharmacy for a refill

And pray your next victim escapes you

 

CHORUS

The things you’re fighting for

Should be kicked out the door

Don’t want to hear you cry

Just lay down and die

Keep on rolling

Rolling

Eat some humble pie

Just lay down and die

 

BRIDGE

You want to rule the world and fuck all of the girls

Can’t abide by your lies, give them the toilet swirl

You want to burn the books like a badass cook

Can’t let you, I detest you, you’re the real crook

You want to jail me because I made you see

You’re not the king of everything, you too can bleed

You want Armageddon, bar us all from heaven

Buckle up, buttercup, crash your seven-forty-seven

You sacrificed it all

Just to drop the ball

 

CHORUS

The things you’re fighting for

Should be kicked out the door

Don’t want to hear you cry

Just lay down and die

Keep on rolling

Rolling

Eat some humble pie

Just lay down and die