the chopped up corpses lay in batches <br />down on the basement floor <br />we’ll be expanding the war soon <br />but there’s still room for more <br /> <br />there’s plenty of room for more <br />down on the basement floor <br /> <br />the storms out there on the horizon <br />why they never looked so good <br />and I’ll be here a long long time <br />just like you know I should <br /> <br />god in heaven knows I love you all <br />and you all know it too <br />let’s buckle up for the hard hard times <br />we’re gonna have to go through <br /> <br />this house made you a promise <br />it made it long ago <br />all men are created free <br />we’ll keep it, one day, you know <br /> <br />so give me your sons and your daughters too <br />give me the blacks, the whites, the jews <br />give me their blood and give me their balls <br />and I’ll give you some medals for your walls <br /> <br />the chopped up corpses lay in batches <br />down on the basement floor <br />we’ll be expanding the war soon <br />but there’s still room for more <br /> <br />there’s plenty of room for more <br />down on the basement floor<br /><br />pepe nero<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-basement-floor/
