Superbowl patriots cheer half-time propaganda, fake titties, tooting trumpets. "FREEDOM" is in lights and is shitting itself out of Post-Hippy "Call me Sir" Paul McCartney's multi-millionaire fucking mouth. Machine guns raised. Kegs secure. Beers held high! The (Presidential) Liar is in the house! Bono's in the house! We're DOOMED! FUCKING DOOMED! FUCKING DOOMED! FUCKING DOOMED! FUCKING DOOMED! FUCKING DOOMED! FUCKING DOOMED!
1 | Ska Sucks |
2 | Note To Self |
3 | Supporting Caste |
4 | Showdown |
5 | Back To The Motor League |
6 | Without Love |
7 | Potemkin City Limits |
8 | Iteration |
9 | Middle Finger Response |
10 | Tertium Non Datur |