Marxist Diamondback Bitch
Performed by Debbie “Hayride” Harper & The Prairie Songbirds
Marxist Diamondback Bitch — Music and Lyrics by Alan Nafzger
Chorus
Marxist diamondback bitch,
Crawl back in your hole,
Your opportunity economy just takes from the productive winners,
And gives to the unproductive losers,
It makes everyone lazy,
And that’s just crazy.
Verse 1:
I know your daddy was a Marxist,
But that don’t give you permission,
To ruin peace and prosperity,
With your twisted ambition.
You invited every unproductive soul,
To gather round and cheer,
Well, they can’t work, but they sure take notes,
On the free stuff they can get here!
Redistribution’s your game, baby,
But all it does is drain,
You rob the guy who built the house,
And hand it to the lazy and vain.
Chorus
Marxist diamondback bitch,
Crawl back in your hole,
Your opportunity economy takes from the productive,
And gives to the unproductive,
It makes everyone lazy,
And that’s just crazy.
Verse 2:
State control of the economy, yeah,
That’s your master plan,
But let’s be honest, every time,
It’s a disaster, man.
Without the market’s guiding hand,
We’re stuck with empty shelves,
And planners who can’t plan a thing,
But sure know how to help themselves.
You dream of equal outcomes,
With everyone in line,
But all you’ve really built here,
Is a queue that wastes my time.
Chorus
Marxist diamondback bitch,
Crawl back in your hole,
Your opportunity economy takes from the productive,
And gives to the unproductive,
It makes everyone lazy,
And that’s just crazy.
Verse 3:
Now let’s talk about social control,
You’ve got social plans, it’s true,
You’ll tell us how to live our lives,
From the moment we’re in school.
Transgenders come home a girl,
After leaving home as a boy,
That’s progress? Or control,
With a sprinkle of destroy.
A village raising children?
That African saying’s nice,
But under your system, it’s the state,
And freedom’s sacrificed.
Chorus
Marxist diamondback bitch,
Crawl back in your hole,
Your opportunity econoy just takes from the productive winners,
And gives to the unproductive losers,
It makes everyone lazy,
And that’s just crazy.
Bridge:
You promise the world, but all we get is choked,
Bread lines, and shortages, boy, what a joke.
You think control will make us all the same,
But in the end, we’re poorer, and you’re to blame.
Chorus:
Marxist diamondback bitch,
Crawl back in your hole,
You’d take from the hard-working folks,
And hand it to those with no goal,
It makes everyone lazy,
And that’s just crazy.
Your daddy doesn’t want a thing to do with you,
‘Cause you’re not Marxist enough, it’s true,
But you gotta get elected, right?
So you’re working the line, acting polite.
If the American people knew your real scheme,
Turning this land into the Marxist dream,
They’d grab pitchforks, torches, and set you on your way,
And baby, they’d ride you out on a rail.
You’re avoiding the press,
Hiding that red under your fake grin,
But we all know where your heart’s been.
Communist America? Oh no, not another Soviet sequel,
You’d burn down the nation just to make your dumbass followers equal.
That’s impossible, Marxist diamondback bitch,
Crawl back in your hole,
You’d take from the hard-working folks,
And hand it to those with no goal,
It makes everyone lazy,
And that’s just crazy.
Don’t be a slave…