This morning, we’re grateful to wake up to a dawn where we can celebrate and mark today as a win for progressive values and a step towards healing this nation.
However. Let us not forget how by the skin of our teeth we arrived here.
Democrats left it all on the table this time, doggedly trying to land this runaway plane of death, despair, and flagrant inequality. They flew straight into the headwinds to face an army of craven, self-serving, sycophantic, power preservationists that have been hiding in plain sight within the GOP for a generation. This time, we won.
We owe it to the future to convert this victory into the momentum that lets us finally pound down the door to a world where black lives do matter, healthcare is a right, and where we all embody a passion for saving our only planet. To do that, we need to remember these faces. They represent the tip of a rigid old iceberg that’s not going to melt on it’s own. We have to stand together and melt it together. That way our children only need to make sure it never refreezes. Can you live with passing that task down to the next generation?
Throughout our celebrations today, keep this flock of catering anti-patriots in the back of your mind. Know that they did all they could to stoke and stir the flames of a toxic patriarchy where American power rested only in the hands of a few. These cowards have endeavored to be no better than their great-great-grandparent overseers. That is a tragic decision but let’s be open about the fact that that has always been their preference. They’ve had every opportunity to get off the plane. Instead, they stayed in their seats, too cowardly to stand up and say something when they saw something. Let us not forget how hard they fought not to share their slice of the American pie.
Today is our day though, and ‘with malice’ is not how humanists operate. When we get to work and roll up our sleeves, we keep our arms down to help other people climb up to where they deserve to be. Gloating is a game of the inexperienced and insecure, players fresh-faced to the sensation of victory. This song is not that about that. There is no strategy in gloating. This song seeks to be a reminder that if the chicken shit sycophants pictured above had prevailed, we would be witnessing a full scale fascist war reenactment of proud boys, sizzling as we watch them waltz down Pennsylvania Avenue, probably draped in eagle memorabilia drop-shipped from China.
So let’s lift each other up in healing, all the while keeping in mind that old adage that never expires - “don’t forget your history” lest we find ourselves right back here. For that reason it is important that these chicken shits pictured above go down in history as the mob whipping, power hungry, destruction profiteers that they are. And let us hope that if they can’t resolve it themselves, that all of their hate dies in their own hearts without infecting those of their children. Always remember that proponents of this type of cynical warfare will happily drop in on a mercenary’s wave if they think they can surf it to their advantage. Their ilk may have lost the gavel this time but they’re not going anywhere on their own. They’ll be here stabbing and biting at our ankles for the next 4 years. Forget only at your peril, that they are not chihuahuas. They’re the shittiest kind of hyena you can breed and they’ll eat your face if they ever get the chance.
Today though, let’s all take a deep breath, savor this moment's peace, and exhale in hope. We deserve it. Now enjoy this tune.
Love,
Brossanova
lyrics
CHORUS 1
Chicken shit people with chicken shit minds
make chicken shit kids with chicken shit lives
Chicken shit people with chicken shit vibes
are chicken shit are ya chicken shit?
Chicken shit men with chicken shit wives
make chicken shit kids with chicken shit lives
Chicken shit people with chicken shit minds
are chicken shit are ya chicken shit?
VERSE 1
Well I got bad news for ya chicken shit
We don’t like bad dudes doing chicken shit
All the way from here to Indiana
Ya probably right if ya think I’m looking at ya
Tell Fox News, they can go to hell
and All you GOP belong in fucking jail
Aiding and abetting 45 a seditionist
It makes sense ya’ll the Church of the Hypocrites
CHORUS 2
Chicken Shit people with chicken shit minds
Make chicken shit kids with chicken shit vibes
Chicken shit people with hypocrite lives
are chicken shit are ya chicken shit?
Chicken shit men with chicken shit wives
make chicken shit kids with chicken shit spines
Chicken shit people with chicken shit vibes
are chicken shit are ya chicken shit?
VERSE 2
I wish I could laugh at your chicken shit
If it wasn’t so sad all your chicken shit
But now this blood bath’s gone on too long
And your chicken shit stench is smelling is too strong!
Fifty One Votes To Keep 45 in
Chicken shit senators more like sycophants
Lord knows I’m trying to make some sense of this
But in their silence there’s no fucking innocence
CHORUS 3
Chicken Shit people with chicken shit minds
cage innocent kids and fuck up their lives
Chicken shit people with chicken shit spines
Fuck the innocent, are ya innocent?
Chicken Shit men with chicken shit wives
kill innocent kids and citizen’s lives
Chicken shit people take innocent lives
CHICKEN SHIT, are ya sick of it?
VERSE 3
We don’t got no time for ya chicken shit
So to the back of the line with ya chicken shit
Cuz up here in the front we doing big things,
Bold shit, visionaries making social change
World peace - In-come equality
You might have your doubts,
but I swear they within reach, honey
So hit the gas hard on love
it’s to your benefit
I hope this gasp is the last
of the ignant
CHORUS 4
Chicken Shit people with chicken shit minds
make chicken shit kids with chicken shit lives
Chicken shit people with chicken shit vibes
are chicken shit, are ya chicken shit?
Chicken shit men with chicken shit wives
make chicken shit kids with chicken shit lives
Chicken shit people with chicken shit minds
are chicken shit are ya chicken shit?
credits
released January 21, 2021
Produced by Jason Richard at Clock Right Studios, Austin, Tx. Drummer Connor Marshall. Back Up Vox from Sarah "Tricky" Jones
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