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Yo, is this supposed to be some sort of national holiday or something?
What do you say on that horrible anniversary?
You can't be sad, it's just like another day
The lunar calendar's more accurate anyway
Check it out

Happy September eleven
Remember the dismembered in heaven
Betrayers hit paydirt
when they portray the patriot as traitor
They cater to a denominator so uncommonly low
they don't even notice the economy slow
They eat genocide and fart brown brimstone
People who're still smiling got Down syndrome
With Pepé Le Pew at least the flowers regrew
Where Bush walks trees fall, I thought you knew
The man of the house handed his spouse and sons
land in Canada so put cash on the list
Nationalists are just euphemized racists
and should be tried by a jury of euthanized rapists
But the Nuremberg trial's a burden we haven't heard from in a while
The twenty dollar bill's just subliminal denial
That Andrew Jackson's a war criminal-o-phile
Pro-choice is pro-life unlike those pro-death low-life poachers
Support our soldiers by bringing them homewards

So happy September eleventh
Remember the dismembered in heaven

From space's perspective every day's a new moon
Viewing tomorrow's date as random tomorrow wouldn't be too soon
"HapSeptLeven," said the reverend
"They fell down to the ground and then they fell up to heaven
And not one went to hell, cause they were just victims
The system tricked 'em into selling insurance, currency trading, and prison procurance"

So happy September eleven
Remember the dismembered in heaven

The coalition of the willing kept the tradition of the shilling
Refused the Euro, crude oil makes a killing
both literal and figurative. Dig you're adrift and couch surf
Ouch, it hurts to live without turf
Can't rep a physical spot, love music a lot
What else the size of a tape can fill up a park?
Depleted uranium, a/k/a DU, soon a household word
A cash cow's gold egg layin' bird
don't hatch gold chicks to the cold world
Something's missin' from Christendom
They never listen. Dumb missionaries positioned
in a giant stew pot. It's too hot
But what they deserve, you got
Settle back. Now isn't that the true god calling the kettle black
Trying to see heaven in a metal jet pack
Head crack on the glass ceiling forcefield
Spit joints hit split points for grass-wielding, ass feeling door deals
Yield the floor to the minority whip
If he's rich, white and old, he's sure to be hip
Vote tally 43 - zip
57 abstained or didn't show
and expect you to vote or give 'em dough

So happy September eleven
Remember the dismembered in heaven