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Talkin John Birch Paranoid Blues - текст песни



Talkin' John Birch Paranoid Blues


Well, I was feelin' sad and feelin' blue,


I didn't know what in the world I was gonna do,


Them Communists they wus comin' around,


They wus in the air,


They wus on the ground.


They wouldn't gimme no peace. . .





So I run down most hurriedly


And joined up with the John Birch Society,


I got me a secret membership card


And started off a-walkin' down the road.


Yee-hoo, I'm a real John Bircher now!


Look out you Commies!





Now we all agree with Hitlers' views,


Although he killed six million Jews.


It don't matter too much that he was a Fascist,


At least you can't say he was a Communist!


That's to say like if you got a cold you take a shot of malaria.





Well, I wus lookin' everywhere for them gol-darned Reds.


I got up in the mornin' 'n' looked under my bed,


Looked in the sink, behind the door,


Looked in the glove compartment of my car.


Couldn't find 'em . . .





I wus lookin' high an' low for them Reds everywhere,


I wus lookin' in the sink an' underneath the chair.


I looked way up my chimney hole,


I even looked deep inside my toilet bowl.


They got away . . .





Well, I wus sittin' home alone an' started to sweat,


Figured they wus in my T.V. set.


Peeked behind the picture frame,


Got a shock from my feet, hittin' right up in the brain.


Them Reds caused it!


I know they did . . . them hard-core ones.





Well, I quit my job so I could work alone,


Then I changed my name to Sherlock Holmes.


Followed some clues from my detective bag


And discovered they wus red stripes on the American flag!


That ol' Betty Ross . . .





Well, I investigated all the books in the library,


Ninety percent of 'em gotta be burned away.


I investigated all the people that I knowed,


Ninety-eight percent of them gotta go.


The other two percent are fellow Birchers . . . just like me.





Now Eisenhower, he's a Russian spy,


Lincoln, Jefferson and that Roosevelt guy.


To my knowledge there's just one man


That's really a true American: George Lincoln Rockwell.


I know for a fact he hates Commies cus he picketed the movie Exodus.





Well, I fin'ly started thinkin' straight


When I run outa things to investigate.


Couldn't imagine doin' anything else,


So now I'm sittin' home investigatin' myself!


Hope I don't find out anything . . . hmm, great God!



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