Blatant localism

Jodie foster's army

Blatant localism
He shot Reagan, he shot the Pig, didn't he?
He shot the secretary in the head, didn't he?
Between the eyes, in the chest, 22's are the best
For your dear, for your honey, kill the prez, leave the rest
We're Jodie Foster's Army, Jodie Foster's Army!
In your room, plot the crime, Mom and Dad's house
People Mag, Jodie dear, for you I'll kill that louse
Shoot the prez, shoot a cop, the secretary too
We're Jodie's Army, we've got guns, how 'bout you!
We're Jodie Foster's Army, Jodie Foster's Army!
Kill!
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