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Someone who's just totally disgusted with Toby Keith wrote this.
"How Do You Like It Now?" (sung to the tune of "How Do You Like Me Now?" by Toby Keith)
How do you like it now? Now that you were wrong? Now that over 500 American soldiers have been killed to the tune of your song?
You keep going on about nine-one-one let me give you some other dates, son How about 8/6/01 when Bush was warned about planes and plans but he shoved it aside He said he didn´t want to be bothered again he dropped the ball and 3000 died
Or how about 9/17/03, when Bush said he was wrong he didn´t know of any link between al qaeda and Sadam Hell, even Bush sr. refused to go into Iraq said he wouldn´t put our soldiers in another Vietnam which is what this war is So how do you like it now?
You keep talking ´bout the enemy but you don´t know who it is hell it doesn´t even matter to you, it´s all just showbiz We´d never attack the real enemy They´d have our ass in a sling, what with Saudi trillions in our banks and stock market, and the OPEC-dollar thing
It´s easy to be angry when you´re sleeping in your own bed but your words are no comfort to the ones that mourn their dead And "bring them on" won´t bring them home But it sure was salt in the wound So how do you like it now?
Don´t call yourself a patriot, that´s not how it sounds to me, Bet you don´t know a thing about Halliburton, Cheney, or the PNAC Or Valerie Plame/Joseph Wilson or depleted uranium or the side effects of anthrax vaccines Or the veep´s Cayman island enemy trading corp., now it´s Syria, Libya and Iran. How do you justify it now?
Now that you´ve goosestepped your support, jester of the chickenhawk court become a robber baron´s whore played jingo tunes for the autocrats and traitors beat war drums from the safety of a stage on an American shore How does that look now?
Butler said it best, you aided and abetted the capital gangsters, gave them a great theme song never stopping for a minute to think about right and wrong, Or how much proof we need and what a soldiers life is worth you just made a buck instead to the tune of thousands wounded, and hundreds dead for nothing at the least, and less safety at the most How can you live with it now?
How do you like it now, now that you´re a star You hawked military action, but your gun is a guitar That biblical needle´s eye is getting smaller and smaller for you, and I bet you don´t have a clue where the bible´s Garden of Eden is said to be, you just call instead (evertime you sing that song) for more bombs so you can sell more records and make more money Are you proud to be the first war-profiteer in your family? That´s how it looks now
I´m sure none of this matters to you It´s what Natalie was trying to say some folks crucified her for caring enough to question before we put our soldiers in harms way Justify to me these soldiers deaths, tell me how does it look now?
Now, now that you are rich, now that you´ve made a career as a war-profiteer´s bitch? Is this the way you wanted to go down? Spitting in the faces of the dead? Silencing those who care, for the rich man´s gain Oh, I forgot, now you are one of them So I guess you like that now?
If you can´t beat them, join them, they say, I guess that´s what you´ve done, 30,000 soldiers you pretend to care so much about don´t have flak jackets Have you bought them even one? I guess you´re keeping all the dough now you deserved it, it´s pretty clear, hell I hear you even got named 2003 neo-nazi of the year, or something like that I don´t know
I didn´t go I´m pretty bummed to see you´ve brought country music to a brand new low, even though Willie and Merle stood up and questioned, it´s obvious you don´t care if ´that´s the news´ or bother to ask ´whatever happened to peace on earth´ there´s no money in that you´d rather macho things up from the safety of the states making megabucks and talking Jesus while our troops get blown to smithereens yet it´s your smirking mug, and not their funerals that we see on the t.v. screens Hell, our president you love so much won´t even go, hasn´t once been to Dover, or to even one wake won´t show his sorry face How can you still support him now?
Maybe next time you won´t talk so fast and sing the praises of bombs, I hope you´ll educate yourself but I suspect you´re not man enough to stand against the mob instead you´re at the head, saying kill them all, kill somebody, anybody, don´t stop until they´re all dead you, like so many, put your angry american ego in front of our soldiers lives so tell me, how many of our soldiers have to die before you´ll be satisfied Can you ever be satisfied? How can you like it now?
Or will it always be kill now and ask questions later and I´ll play the tune just like the 9/11 hi-jackers, no different no better, same philosophy kill the people that the gov´t tells you are your enemy The only difference is now there are many more dead How can you live with yourself now?
By Kerry Wells
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