Good morning Mayor –
We watched some video of you at the last picket. We also read your words as reported in the paper. Please link your conduct to the lawless conduct of your people. It was a shameful display, but it plays out in this nation every day. Foolish leaders causing the people to greatly err.
The duty of all mankind is to fear and obey God. Did you foolishly think that after 20 years of daily pickets on the mean streets of Doomed america that we would be:
1. Surprised at the brutish behavior of you and your people?
2. Shocked into silence by the sight of all your hatred turned on 2 women and 4 children?
3. Bullied into running from the streets in horror at the face of this nation that has been brought to her knees by the God that she flips off every day?
4. Deterred from doing our DUTY to God and this nation by criminal conduct spurned on by the Mayor?
We use every resource we have, Mr. Mayor, to try and get you to see the trouble you are in. In that vein, and in seeing the dire condition of your city, and in the wake of your crimes against us, we have produced some songs to sing, parodies, as we found the Oklahoma musical numbers to be perfect and readymade, (truly a gift to us from our God) when we visit. You can listen to these beautiful labors of love here:
http://twaud.io/q47M – "Oklahoma"
http://twaud.io/q290 – “The Avenger is Heading Your Way”
http://twaud.io/q1DN – “You Won’t Survive”
http://twaud.io/q363 – “God Saved His Best Wrath for Last”
http://twaud.io/q2Cf – “God Will Rock You”
Lyrics:
OKLAHOMA-YOU’LL PAY!
You should’ve picked a different way to live your life You had your chance; now it’s too late Raised their hands against God’s servants in strife Cuz you’re livin’ – in an evil state
Evil state-full of angry hate
Soldiers are dying-lost from the cradle
Sent them without compass
Filled them up with fables
Out in your prairies where the proud fags bloom Raping priests hiding in back rooms Left in darkness your children grope Only broken hearts-they have no hope
Oklahoma, where the blood is floodin’ o’re your plains Cuz your pride is fierce-so our words pierce And you rage when God brings on the pain Oklahoma, every night your doom is drawing nigh Middle finger up-while you all strut With your rebel flag up in the sky
Their blood’s dripping off of your hands And you soon will be spued from this land And when we say Yeeow! It’s God’s avenging day!
We’re only sayin
You brought this wrath, Oklahoma
Oklahoma-you’ll pay
Oklahoma, where the blood is floodin’ o’re your plains
(Oklahoma!)
Cuz your pride is fierce-so our words pierce And you rage when God brings you more pain Oklahoma, every night your doom is drawing nigh-(Every night!) Middle finger up-while you all strut With your rebel flag up in the sky
Their blood’s dripping off of your hands (No hope!) And you soon will be spued from this land (Preachers lie Parents lie Teachers lie Soldiers die Children die Nation dies!) And when we say Yeeow! It’s God’s avenging day!
We’re only sayin
You brought his wrath, Oklahoma
Oklahoma-you’ll pay
Okla-homa, no hope; Okla homa, no hope
Okla-homa, no hope; Okla-homa, no hope, etc.
Their blood’s dripping off of your hands And you soon will be spued from this land And when we say Yeeow! It’s God’s avenging day!
We’re only sayin
You brought his wrath, Oklahoma
Oklahoma-you’ll pay
Face-to-face-judg-ment-day
OKLAHOMA
Yeeow!
THE AVENGER IS COMIN’ YOUR WAY
(Sung to Oklahoma’s “Oh What a Beautiful Day”)
There’s a sound of God’s wrath in the meadow
There’s a sound of God’s wrath in the meadow
The battle’s pitched high-you can hear rebels cry
And their fat middle finger is lifted up high
Oh what a beautiful mornin’
Oh what a beautiful day
All of the angels are singin’
The Avenger is comin’ your way
All your children are square in God’s cross-hairs
All your children are square in God’s cross-hairs
They don’t stand a chance-you encased them in lies
He said do not touch the Apple of My Eye!
Oh, what a beautiful mornin’,
Oh, what a beautiful day.
McAlester’s gonna be reelin’To your face God will repay
To the angels our words are like music,
All the sounds of our words are like music,In old Oklahoma your sins you will rue
God sits in heaven-and laughs at you!
Oh, what a beautiful mornin’,
Oh, what a beautiful day,
I got a beautiful feelin’
God’s going to have his own wayOh, what a beautiful day.
YOU WON’T SURVIVE (Gloria Gaynor’s “I Will Survive”)
You should be afraid
And be petrified
Thinking how God lets you live
And that you haven’t died
But you’ve spent so many nights-thinking how to do God wrong
His wrath is strong-your last chance will soon be gone
But you rebel
And disobey
You won’t stop the wrath of God with that mad look upon your face
Should have obeyed his laws
Should have made your neighbors see
If they had known for just one second– raping priests you all would be
You have no shame
You play the whore
Just look around now
You’re all just rotten to the core
Weren’t you the one who taught the children God’s a liar?
The nation’s crumbled
For your vile sin your soldiers die
It is a lie
You won’t survive
You’ll beg the rocks and the mountains
To help your asses hide
Didn’t care who died or lived
You had all your lust to give
You won’t survive
You won’t survive
Hey, hey –
(Musical interlude-8-2-3-)
You took all the strength you had
Blessings God gave you
Starting all those wars abroad
So they can still eat poo
You spend oh so many nights
Just feeling sorry for yourself
It’s a lie
You fags and whores are full of pride
And you see us
We’re warning you
Just stop sinning and obey God
It’s not about you
Comin’ soon– it won’t go well
Drop-kicked into hell
God’s saving all his loving
For his Bride soon to be
You have no shame
You play the whore
Just look around now
You’re all just rotten to the core
Weren’t you the one who taught the children God’s a liar?
The nation’s crumbled
For your vile sin your soldiers die
It is a lie
You won’t survive
You’ll beg the rocks and the mountains
To help your asses hide
Didn’t care who died or lived
You had all your lust to give
You won’t survive
You won’t survive
Oh – Soon time to go
He’s at the door
Just look around now
You’re all just rotten to the core
Yeah you’re the one–you taught the children God’s a liar?
The nation’s crumbled
For your vile sin your children die
Yeah, it’s a lie
You won’t survive
You’ll beg the rocks and the mountains
To help your asses hide
Didn’t care who died or lived
You had all your lust to give
You won’t survive
You won’t survive
You won’t survive
GOD SAVED HIS BEST WRATH FOR LAST
(Vanessa William’s Saved The Best for Last)
God’s day of wrath is coming soon
The day the sun won’t light the moon
God saw the lust that filled your lives
We told you truth–don’t act surprised
Cuz there is a time when rebels all will wish They’d not lied ’bout God’s love
When Christ come back in flaming fire as planned His glory–it’s enough
With God you’re standing face to face
His Throne and judges all in place
Just when you think His wrath has passed
God saved his best – wrath – for last
All of the nights are gone–you see
From your silly talk His saints are free
We wondered when your time was through
We wondered what was wrong with you
Cuz how could you give your life for your proud sin For all the world to see
Your pride–the very thing you’re fighting for Is your doom – eternally
With God you’re standing face to face
His Throne and judges all in place
Just when you think His wrath has passed
God saved his best – wrath – for last
(interlude–la, la, la)
Your pride–the very thing you’re fighting for Is your doom – eternally
God’s day of wrath is coming soon
The day the sun won’t light the moon
Just when you think His wrath has passed
God saved his best – wrath – for last
God went and saved His best for last
GOD WILL ROCK YOU!
Buddy you’re a boy getting raised wrong
Mangling the Word gonna be a fag star some day
You got dung on your face, you big disgrace,
Proud of your sin, God’ll lay you to waste
God will God will rock you
God will God will rock you
Soldier you’re a dark heart, hard heart
Shouting in the street, gonna murder some kids today
You got blood on your face, you big disgrace
Waving bloody flags all over the place
God will God will rock you
God will God will rock you
Preacher you’re a mad man, dead man
Feeding them the lie, have ya some feasts Sunday
You got dung your face, you big disgrace
Your God is gonna judge you with the whole human race!
God will God will rock you
God will God will rock you
The Lord willing, we will see you Friday.
Your best friends,
Westboro Baptist Church
12/7/10 – Happy Birthday to Pearl Harbor
[Oops! So sorry Mayor – we saved you the best one for last.]
Here is one more for your listening pleasure:
http://twaud.io/q135 – "Rebels of McAlester"
Lyrics:
The Rebels of McAlester Misused the Humble Saints of God
(Sung to Bobbie Gentry’s Ode to Billie Joe – Tallahatchie Bridge)
It was the third year of Jehokiam– and the Babylonians came
The Jews were taken and their treasures were all carried away
The men of Judah had done Jeremiah the prophet wrong
They had ignored the holy laws–made their sin and filthy ways so strong
Just as he promised God avenged himself with his holy rod
And then the rebels of McAlester misused the humble saints of God
Ahab said to Jezebel-I really want Naboth’s vineyard please
Then they killed this man of God-and caused God’s wrath to increase
The prophet Elijah-told them God would kill them both and just how
Then they tried to take his life-just like the Jews took Christ to the hill’s brow
Just as he promised God avenged himself with his holy rod
And then the rebels of McAlester misused the humble saints of God
Officials of Topeka said, we’re gonna stop this picketing
They couldn’t stand all the words-that the prophets had to say and sing
The judge and the prosecutor tried to shut the servants down
Next thing you know-the judge is dead and prosecutor’s run out of town
Just as he promised God avenged himself with his holy rod
And then the rebels of McAlester misused the humble saints of God
Now years have come and gone and the rebels of this land waxed so much worse
Now God is killing all your soldiers-and you wail and beat your breasts behind their hearse
The faithful servants from Kansas came to tell the Oklahomans to obey
Madame Mayor came forth with her gang of thugs-they’re so full of rage
Just as he promised God avenged himself with his holy rod
Now your people are still dying-don’t misuse the humble saints of God