Covington Catholic Limericks

Black Israelite haters, excused,
led to schoolboys reviled and accused
of white racism, hate.
The reaction was great–
but the whiteboys were merely amused.

Progressives were driven berserk
by a teenager’s innocent smirk.
The old shaman tried shaming:
and drumming and blaming,
but none of those strategies work!

Mr. Phillips, the activist drummer
gave Regressives their Indian Summer–
till a teenager’s smirk
drove the demons berserk
and made dumbed-down regressives much dumber.

If a smile is a cultural crime
then the criminals need to do time.
Every whiteboy must go
in this cracka-ass show
and I’m guilty for reason of rhyme.

 

 

O Lucky Man: “Justice”

 

We all want justice but you got to have the money to buy it
You’d have to be a fool to close your eyes and deny it
There’s a lot of poor people who are walking the streets of my town
Too blind to see that justice is used to do them right down

All life from beginning to end
You pay your monthly installments
Next to health is wealth
And only wealth will buy you justice

There’ll always be a fool who insists on taking his chances
And that is the man who believes in true love romances
He will trust and rely on the goodness of human nature
Now a judge will tell you that’s a pathetic creature

All life from beginning to end
You pay your monthly installments
Next to health is wealth
And only wealth will buy you justice

Money, justice
Money and justice
Money, justice

A FANTASTIC FILM !
watch it HERE

directed by Lindsay Anderson, 1973 (183 min.)
soundtrack by Alan Price of The Animals