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Friday, April 14, 2006
Let's Impeach the
President 
Not all messiahs have to sacrifice anything
GOOD FRIDAY. Well.
There's this from today's Editor
& Publisher:
NEW YORK As an E&P "Pressing
Issues" column recently noted, rock star Neil Young is the son of a
famed Canadian journalist, so it should not surprise many that he
recently recorded a song in California with a very reportorial -- or at
least pundit -- feel to it.
It’s called “Impeach the President,” so there can be little question what it is about.
Apparently it was recorded with a 100-voice choir. Rumors have circulated the past few days on the Web, but E&P has tracked down the strongest confirmation in a blog kept by Sherman Oaks, Ca. musician/singer Alicia Morgan.
Previous reports quoted hints by Young and Jonathan Demme (who directed the new documentary “Heart of Gold”) that Neil was working on a hard-rocking political or “anti-Bush” CD.
Last Friday, Morgan wrote on her LastLeftB4Hooterville blog that she had been “summoned” to a local studio to sing on the new record with 99 others. “I'm not going to give the whole thing away, but the first line of one of the songs was ‘Let's impeach the President...!’ (T)he whole thing is a classic beautiful protest record. The session was like being at a 12-hour peace rally. Every time new lyrics would come up on the screen, there were cheers, tears and applause. It was a spiritual experience. I can't believe my good fortune at being a part of this.
It’s called “Impeach the President,” so there can be little question what it is about.
Apparently it was recorded with a 100-voice choir. Rumors have circulated the past few days on the Web, but E&P has tracked down the strongest confirmation in a blog kept by Sherman Oaks, Ca. musician/singer Alicia Morgan.
Previous reports quoted hints by Young and Jonathan Demme (who directed the new documentary “Heart of Gold”) that Neil was working on a hard-rocking political or “anti-Bush” CD.
Last Friday, Morgan wrote on her LastLeftB4Hooterville blog that she had been “summoned” to a local studio to sing on the new record with 99 others. “I'm not going to give the whole thing away, but the first line of one of the songs was ‘Let's impeach the President...!’ (T)he whole thing is a classic beautiful protest record. The session was like being at a 12-hour peace rally. Every time new lyrics would come up on the screen, there were cheers, tears and applause. It was a spiritual experience. I can't believe my good fortune at being a part of this.
Imagine! Like being at a 12-hour peace
rally! It would seem that halleluiahs are in order. The King of
(exclusively) D-Chord Rock'n'Roll has at last decided to save us from
ourselves. It was always a possibility but almost never a hope. He
seemed too aloof and self-consciously spiritual to share his effulgent
wisdom with the uninitiated (i.e., non-Canadians). But now we can
assert that the great moment has arrived, and we can confirm it as fact
because we've managed to obtain the lyrics for this song of all songs
from a mole at the recording studio. (If you have any objections to
this transaction, read the Judas Gospel according to National Geographic. Then you'll
understand.) We've also been told that the tune -- like all Neil Young
songs -- bears a close resemblance to Young's classic Round and Round. Enjoy:
Let's impeach the President
Lock him up for all his crimes
Make him suffer all his days
And bring back better times.
Listen to the dead boy's mom,
Bring the army murderers home
Let Iraq's insurgents win
And end imperial sin.
The Hundred-Woman Chorus:
Lock him up for all his crimes
Make him suffer all his days
And bring back better times.
Listen to the dead boy's mom,
Bring the army murderers home
Let Iraq's insurgents win
And end imperial sin.
The Hundred-Woman Chorus:
Down and down and down he comes
From Canada to save the dumb
Americans.
He's Neil, the One.
His voice is like mosquito wings
It whines and weeps and always stings
Republicans.
He knows how all of us should be,
He always tells the truth in D.
He'll crack the teeth of Condi's Bush,
Abort Satanic Christians.
He's Neil, the One.
From Canada to save the dumb
Americans.
He's Neil, the One.
His voice is like mosquito wings
It whines and weeps and always stings
Republicans.
He knows how all of us should be,
He always tells the truth in D.
He'll crack the teeth of Condi's Bush,
Abort Satanic Christians.
He's Neil, the One.
Let's impeach the President
He killed Iraqi wives and kids
He lied to fool us into war
For dirty oil and greedy Yids.
Listen to the Towers' song
Listen humbly, hard and long
The truth explodes just like a bomb
The accusations of Islam.
Let's impeach the President
Let's restore the wronged Saddam
He only fought to slow the beast
That stalked the God of Peace.
Listen to the stern imam,
Recite the Protocols o'Zion
The world will never be at peace
Till Israel's occupation cease.
Chorus.
Let's impeach the President
Let's let Arabs spill their grief
In gore, blood shed
and severed heads.
Listen to the suicides
The poetry of dynamite
They only hate the cross and Jews
The rest of us are cool.
Listen to bin Laden's tapes
He only wants to end the rape
of Islam's precious sacred sites
And put to death those filthy kikes.
Let's impeach the President
Let's impeach the President
Let's impeach the President
Bring back the wronged Saddam
Apologize to everyone
Submit to Allah and Islam.
Chorus:
Down and down and down he comes
From Canada to save the dumb
Americans.
He's Neil, the One.
His voice is like mosquito wings
It whines and weeps and always stings
Republicans.
He knows how all of us should be,
He always tells the truth in D.
He'll crack the teeth of Condi's Bush,
Abort Satanic Christians.
He's Neil, the One.
From Canada to save the dumb
Americans.
He's Neil, the One.
His voice is like mosquito wings
It whines and weeps and always stings
Republicans.
He knows how all of us should be,
He always tells the truth in D.
He'll crack the teeth of Condi's Bush,
Abort Satanic Christians.
He's Neil, the One.
Wow. That kind of says it all for the peace-loving set, doesn't it? Thank you, Neil. You may not be young anymore, but you sure are fun.
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