With usura, interest-bearing, MOX-fueled federal agents

Storm your wholesome and organic party

And order you to realize your produce is

Nothing but a bio-hazard, a threat to the nation,

An affront to civilization, an insult to the freest nation on Earth.


Destroy that poison you filthy, drone-fleeing terrorists.

Bleach it all now and if you dare feed it to your pigs

The real pigs will lace your new age federal-despising abodes

With depleted uranium weapons of liberation tonight.


Do you copy?


With Lots of Love,

Your Teleprompter Messiah