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    "Tangled Up In Jew" (A Musical Autobiography)







    TANGLED UP IN JEW

    (A Musical Autobiography)

    (to the tune of Bob Dylan's "Tangled Up In Blue")

    by CGO




    When I came out
    Into this world
    I heard a lot of crazy sounds
    Like cussin' and fussin'
    Hustlin' and bustlin'
    Confusion swirling all around
    Cash registers in checkout lines
    And cars honkin' on the street
    And, all in all, it had the ring
    Of madness and defeat



    Well, I didn't know just what it meant
    But I knew that it was bad
    Lookin' down a long, hard road
    And feelin' like I'd been had
    Really screwed
    Tangled up in Jew



    When Dad was a boy
    The economy was pretty much a given thing
    On the mountain of Kosher Krapitalism
    Everybody knew that we were King
    We ruled the seas
    And we did as we pleased
    The rest of the world was our bitch
    We made everything
    Right here in this country
    Hymie hadn't yet flipped the switch



    That turned everything over
    To the piss-yellow gooks
    And left us holding the bag
    For a working man
    About to get canned
    It sure was a stone-cold drag
    Back in '72
    Tangled up in Jew



    I met a little girl in kindergarten
    Her eyes were the prettiest blue
    All I had to do
    Was play her favorite song
    And she'd do anything I wanted to
    She smiled at me
    And I felt God's Mercy
    Held me in the palm of her hand
    She made me feel
    Like my life had a purpose
    Like it meant something
    To be a man



    Little did I know that my experience
    Was anything but commonplace
    And the only way to please a full-grown woman
    Was to shit right in the face
    Of the dirty shrew
    Tangled up in Jew



    I saw him drinking at the water fountain
    And it just about blew my mind
    I'd seen a few niglets
    On my TV screen
    But never one of his kind
    So I asked him if he was some kind of booger
    Said he looked like one to me
    That spooky little spook just stared at me
    Like a hoot owl up in a tree



    But he must've gone and told his teacher
    'Cause she made me apologize
    ZOG sure must've loved
    That little black niglet
    With the big, buggy, bullfrog eyes
    They sure seemed to
    Tangled up in Jew



    I was seven years old
    And in the second grade
    I knew that Santa Claus was a fake
    So when the teacher told me
    I had to write him a letter
    I said: "There must be some mistake!"
    But she made it clear
    There was no way out
    It was something that I'd have to do
    So I told him that I hated him
    And he smelled like a #2



    It was then I knew
    She was a cringing coward
    A servant of the State
    God forbid that child molesters
    Not have something to masturbate to
    Tangled up in Jew



    I was standing in a Heck's in Oliver Springs
    Back in 1983
    When I had a revelation
    It became quite clear to me
    That whiggers dressed like nigger pimps
    And queers with vampire fangs
    Were being shoved right down our throats
    And we couldn't do a goddamned thing



    And if the owner refused
    To play his part
    And sell them to the folks
    They'd turn him into charcoal
    He'd go right up in smoke
    Out Hymie's flue
    Tangled up in Jew



    I met a nigger in a Pizza Hut
    Who liked Syd Barrett songs
    He played "Us And Them" for me
    On the jukebox
    Before we had to move along
    Another one picked up my Rod Stewart box set
    One afternoon at McKay's
    Gave it right back to me
    When I said it was mine
    Man, those sure were the days



    And, even though I was wearing my Nazi jacket
    He never said a word
    Hymie'd been shittin' on BOTH of our heads
    There was no way to polish that turd
    We just knew
    Tangled up in Jew



    My sister got raped
    By a big, fat nigger
    Back in 1998
    When she threatened to call the cops on him
    He ran off to another state
    Seven years later
    She got drugged
    And kidnapped by some other coons
    And the piglice wouldn't even go in after
    Those crack-smokin' baboons



    And, if my parents hadn't gotten her out of there
    They'd have killed her ass for sure
    And when the piglice got them
    For some shit later on
    They walked right out the door
    As good as new
    Tangled up in Jew



    I sure wouldn't mind
    Havin' me a woman
    To take good care of me
    To cook for me
    And clean my house
    And let me drink her pee
    To shove my face between her legs
    And gently stroke my head
    To defend my honor
    And my name
    Long after I am dead



    But none of these uppity femroid skanks
    Will ever make a wife
    Thank Norman Lear and Hymiewood
    For fucking up my life
    What can you do?
    Tangled up in Jew



    You fat, no-talent Mama's boy
    With your Jew boyfriends and puns
    If your CDs came with barfbags
    You could sell them by the tons
    Scrubbing toilets on that campus
    Is about what you deserve
    At least you've got something to bitch about
    You elf-faced little perv




    But your Master's snout is showing
    Bennie's ripped off his black mask
    So scrubbing my blood off the pavement
    Will just be one more task
    For you to do
    Tangled up in Jew



    ---CGO 9/23/2012



    http://christian-identity.net/forum/...4412#post14412

    Last edited by Jack; 07-21-2018, 12:17 PM. Reason: Fix video link.
    IF YOU STILL LOVE AMERIKA, YOU'RE A NIGGER-LOVER!!! ---CGO. 1/20/'09.



    "Lay down your silver and your gold
    I am a man who won't be sold
    And even when my heart grows cold
    I'll curse your evil stranglehold."---Horslips, from "Trouble With A Capital 'T'", 1977.

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    http://christian-identity.net/forum/...4413#post14413


    If the last two verses seem a little obscure, the "elf-faced little perv" I refer to is a local musician named Todd Steed, who I call Turd Spleed. His KNOXVILLE TELLS album, which he recorded with a group of local all-stars, is, in fact, quite good. Great musicianship, and the songs are quite funny, as well. The rest of his stuff, however, is a load of festering Commie pigshit.



    The phrase "Bennie's ripped off his black mask" refers, of course, to Netanyahu and Obongo. I was convinced, at the time I wrote the song, that either Isn'treal was about to attack Iran itself, or, use us as its surrogate penis to do so, plunging us into World War Three. Of course, it didn't happen, and ol' Harold ended up with quite a bit of egg on his face.



    The reference to "scrubbing my blood off the pavement" refers to a plan I had, at the time, of giving a fiery Jew-and-nigger-bashing speech over at UT in Knoxville, ---where Spleed works, or used to,---and probably getting beaten to death by niggers for doing so.
    Last edited by Jack; 07-21-2018, 12:16 PM.
    IF YOU STILL LOVE AMERIKA, YOU'RE A NIGGER-LOVER!!! ---CGO. 1/20/'09.



    "Lay down your silver and your gold
    I am a man who won't be sold
    And even when my heart grows cold
    I'll curse your evil stranglehold."---Horslips, from "Trouble With A Capital 'T'", 1977.

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