#402. Fuck Bill Lee

I hereby decree.  Governor Bill Lee shalt, in no way whatsoever, be confused with badass Testament lead singer Chuck Billy.

The Tennessee Governor just signed a bill signaling a sweeping victory against the increasingly visible transgendered population.   Hey, you gotta do everything in your power to persecute a subset of the population with the strikingly highest rate of suicide attempts I suppose.  Way to go.

Now, in Tennessee, if you wish to participate in high school sports, you must show your papers... in this case a birth certificate proving that you had either a penis or a vagina at the moment of birth.  Baby steps I suppose.  

What the fuck is it with the evangelical obsession about the human anatomy?  Oops, I almost forgot about the immaculate rejection. 

I would encourage any young activist male quarterback with a conscience to simply say, "My original birth certificate is missing!  Without that necessary evidence for the honorable governor and the state of Tenessee, I feel a moral and ethical compulsion to not suit up.  I am so sorry.  There's just no way I can participate in the state championship game tonight.  It could be construed as a direct violation of state law."

Tennessee Governor Bill Lee explains why it's not cool to fuck a porn star while your wife is giving birth to your son.  And then shell out 100K+ so she won't talk about it. #OrangeFail

 

 

Fuck Bill Lee
sonofsaf

He’s gotta lotta shit stains
And constipation, Lord
Doesn’t care and it shows
Separate water fountains
And never doubtin’
All the jobs, he really wants to blow

Fuck Bill Lee, whoa, fuck Bill Lee
Fuck that guv’nor, Lord, guv’nor of Tennessee
Fuck Bill Lee, whoa, fuck Bill Lee
Fuck that guv’nor, Lord, guv’nor of Tennessee

He’s got a pee pee
Really kinda small
Just sayin’ long and wide’s a lie
This ain’t maybe now
A tiny hard-on, Lord
Please cum give it a try

Fuck Bill Lee, whoa, fuck Bill Lee
Fuck that guv’nor, Lord, guv’nor of Tennessee
Fuck Bill Lee, whoa, fuck Bill Lee
Fuck that guv’nor, Lord, guv’nor of Tennessee

Orange Prolapse is a sickness, now
But he has a plan
If you lick his asshole crack
Like to ground and pound
Prolapsin’ the courage, now
Don’t refrain, take a hit of the crack

Fuck Bill Lee, whoa, fuck Bill Lee
Fuck that guv’nor, Lord, guv’nor of Tennessee
Fuck Bill Lee, whoa, fuck Bill Lee
Fuck that guv’nor, Lord, guv’nor of Tennessee
Oh, Lord

Fuck Bill Lee, whoa, fuck Bill Lee
Fuck that guv’nor, Lord, guv’nor of Tennessee
Fuck Bill Lee, whoa, fuck Bill Lee
Fuck that guv’nor, Lord, guv’nor of Tennessee

Fuck Bill Lee (oh, he’s wearin’ women’s panties), fuck Bill Lee
Fuck that guv’nor (fuck the guv’nor) guv’nor of Tennessee
Fuck Bill Lee (Lord, can't stand him), fuck Bill Lee —
Fuck that guv’nor (ohh), fuck that guv’nor
Fuck Bill Lee (He’s gotta lotta shit stains)
Fuck Bill Lee (and constipation, Lord)
Fuck that guv’nor, guv’nor of Tennessee (ain't lickin’ asshole crack) oh oh
Fuck Bill Lee (gotta like the ground and pound, now)
Fuck Bill Lee (prolapsin’ the courage, Lord)
Fuck that guv’nor, guv’nor of Tennessee (don’t refrain and hit that crack), oh

Can’t You See
Marshall Tucker Band

I'm gonna take a freight train
Down at the station, Lord
I don't care where it goes
Gonna climb a mountain
The highest mountain
I'll jump off, nobody gonna know

Can't you see, whoa, can't you see
What that woman, Lord, she been doin' to me
Can't you see, can't you see
What that woman, she been doin' to me

I'm gonna find me
A hole in the wall
I'm gonna crawl inside and die
'Cause my lady, now
A mean ol' woman, Lord
Never told me goodbye

Can't you see, ohh, can't you see
What that woman, Lord, she been doin' to me
Can't you see, can't you see
What that woman, Lord, she been doin' to me

I'm gonna buy a ticket, now
As far as I can
Ain't a-never comin' back
Ride me a southbound
All the way to Georgia, now
Till the train, it run out of track

Can't you see, ohh, can't you see
What that woman, Lord, she been doin' to me
Can't you see, can't you see
What that woman, she been doin' to me
Oh, Lord

Can't you see, whoa, can't you see
What that woman, Lord, she been doin' to me
Can't you see, whoa, can't you see
What that woman, she been doin' to me

Can't you see (oh, she's such a crazy lady), can't you see
What that woman (what that woman) she been doin' to me
Can't you see (Lord, I can't stand), can't you see
What that woman (ohh), she been doin' to me
Can't you see (I'm gonna take a freight train)
Can't you see (down at the station, Lord)
What that woman, she been doin' to me (ain't never comin' back) oh oh
Can't you see (gonna ride me a southbound, now)
Can't you see (all the way to Georgia, Lord)
What that woman, she been doin' to me (till the train run out of track), oh

Never seen The Marshall Tucker Band.  Though here's a fun fact.  "Flirtin With Disaster" is my all-time favorite rock'n'roll/country redneck song.  I always thought it would make a good Phish opener (Flirtin' With Disastser  >  Chalkdust Torture).   Anyway, the Marshall County fockers have played 10 times in Pittsburgh.  On May 11, 1996, they came to Star Lake along with Steppenwolf, Charlie Daniels, Hank Williams Jr. & Skynyrd.  I went up to the lot to scalp and party.  Never made it inside.  Big day for the cops and medical tent.  Plenty of arrests, battle scars and miscellaneous bloodshed.  I remember it well.  Quite possibly the violent concert I've ever been to at Star Lake.  The flashing lights in the lot were pretty much nonstop.

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