The path that punk bitch George Bush has travelled is strewn with the metaphoric bodies of his mistakes. MSG pleads for G W to "Man up," admit mistakes, move on.
The MSG breaks down their musical and spiritual influences. From Bitches and Gangsters to Motley Crue, to the dance halls of 60s Jamaica, these guys have their Peking ducks in order.
From the land of the midnight sun they come. Immigrants, in case we all forgot, are the foundation for this lovely messy fabulous country. MSG are a loving constant reminder.
There is no grey area when it comes to censorship for the boys of MSG. Their own personal enlightenment will rid us all of stupid motherfuckers. So they are finally coming for us. Shit.