Rush
(C)2k  David Morgan

Pointy heads and ditto heads sleep in very similar beds;
We sometimes even use each others sheets;
Although we’re always on the right
We don't claim to be erudite
A dittohead just listens then repeats, repeats, repeats
A dittohead just listens then repeats

We will fight with all our might those whose loafers are too light;
You know that real men wear jack boots
Good for stomping grapes and other fruits
Jack boots are great for stomping grapes and other fruits;

We all revere the father, the son and holy ghost;
But I am proud to tell you we revere old Rush the most
We listen to his every word, genuflect and follow
No matter how unsavory, we close our eyes and swallow
Fill us with your wisdom, Rush--we are hollow
Fill us with your wisdom, we are hollow

Modern women get confused they try to act like men
But they're not fooling anybody; we know they're a bunch of lesbians
Get back in the kitchen where all of you belong
You know this  feminazi shit is wrong
You know this  feminazi shit is wrong

We don't care if you're obese; we love you Rush;
We don't care you you're logical, we still gush;
We don't even care if what you tell us isn't true;
This is no crush, Rush we worship you
This is no crush, Rush we worship you
 

Rush should be president; he could become the pope;
Rush is evolution's missing link
If Rush could rule the whole wide world, we'd have utopia
An ideal place where no one has to think
A perfect world where no one has to think
A perfect world where no one has to think mega, Rush, mega