Lyric discussion by BlackVelvet 

Gotta love the George Bush-basing:

the pupils gather in the yard around the pulpit made of cards and waited for their leader's words but his words didn't make much sense

his mouth it spat out a fist of daggers and his tongue is swirled in a southern swagger and i looked at all the people gathered but they were all in a trance

Irregardless of your viewpoint, that paints quite a picture

Irregardless isn't a word, my friend ;)

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