Ever heard the song, "Big Rock Candy Mountain"? Written in the 1890's and first sang in1928 it is basically an outline of life as envisioned by Democrats. The current mess they have made of America has been in the works for nearly 100 years.
It is literally a song about land where the worthless assholes of the earth receiving free public transportation, demanding climate change for their benefit, getting released from jail for their endless crimes, laying around all day on drugs and alcohol, fucking children and stealing from others while living the life of parasites. The deleted the verse on buggering children, another Democrat value is pedophilia.
In the closing verse, the song mentions "See you in the fall", which is a classic behavior of trade union scum for the last 120 years. When construction season ends, they all drive down to Florida and sit on unemployment and welfare for the winter. So the scumbag anthem has been around since the commies arrived in the late 1890's.
Lyrics:
One evening as the sun went down
And the jungle fire was burning
Down the track came a hobo hiking
And he said, "Boys, I'm not turning"
"I'm headed for a land that's far away
Besides the crystal fountains
So come with me, we'll go and see
The Big Rock Candy Mountains"
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
There's a land that's fair and bright
Where the handouts grow on bushes
And you sleep out every night
Where the boxcars all are empty
And the sun shines every day
And the birds and the bees
And the cigarette trees
The lemonade springs
Where the bluebird sings
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
All the cops have wooden legs
And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth
And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs
The farmers' trees are full of fruit
And the barns are full of hay
Oh, I'm bound to go
Where there ain't no snow
Where the rain don't fall
The winds don't blow
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
You never change your socks
And the little streams of alcohol
Come trickling down the rocks
The brakemen have to tip their hats
And the railway bulls are blind
There's a lake of stew
And of whiskey too
You can paddle all around it
In a big canoe
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
The jails are made of tin
And you can walk right out again
As soon as you are in
There ain't no short-handled shovels
No axes, saws nor picks
I'm goin' to stay
Where you sleep all day
Where they hung the jerk
That invented work
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
I'll see you all this coming fall
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
Deleted verse:
”The punk rolled up his big blue eyes
And said to the jocker,
"Sandy,I've hiked and hiked and wandered too,
But I ain't seen any candy.
I've hiked and hiked till my feet are sore
And I'll be damned if I hike any more
To be buggered sore like a hobo's whore
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains."
It is literally a song about land where the worthless assholes of the earth receiving free public transportation, demanding climate change for their benefit, getting released from jail for their endless crimes, laying around all day on drugs and alcohol, fucking children and stealing from others while living the life of parasites. The deleted the verse on buggering children, another Democrat value is pedophilia.
In the closing verse, the song mentions "See you in the fall", which is a classic behavior of trade union scum for the last 120 years. When construction season ends, they all drive down to Florida and sit on unemployment and welfare for the winter. So the scumbag anthem has been around since the commies arrived in the late 1890's.
Lyrics:
One evening as the sun went down
And the jungle fire was burning
Down the track came a hobo hiking
And he said, "Boys, I'm not turning"
"I'm headed for a land that's far away
Besides the crystal fountains
So come with me, we'll go and see
The Big Rock Candy Mountains"
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
There's a land that's fair and bright
Where the handouts grow on bushes
And you sleep out every night
Where the boxcars all are empty
And the sun shines every day
And the birds and the bees
And the cigarette trees
The lemonade springs
Where the bluebird sings
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
All the cops have wooden legs
And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth
And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs
The farmers' trees are full of fruit
And the barns are full of hay
Oh, I'm bound to go
Where there ain't no snow
Where the rain don't fall
The winds don't blow
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
You never change your socks
And the little streams of alcohol
Come trickling down the rocks
The brakemen have to tip their hats
And the railway bulls are blind
There's a lake of stew
And of whiskey too
You can paddle all around it
In a big canoe
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
The jails are made of tin
And you can walk right out again
As soon as you are in
There ain't no short-handled shovels
No axes, saws nor picks
I'm goin' to stay
Where you sleep all day
Where they hung the jerk
That invented work
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
I'll see you all this coming fall
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
Deleted verse:
”The punk rolled up his big blue eyes
And said to the jocker,
"Sandy,I've hiked and hiked and wandered too,
But I ain't seen any candy.
I've hiked and hiked till my feet are sore
And I'll be damned if I hike any more
To be buggered sore like a hobo's whore
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains."
