Space Faggotry

Ground Control to Major Fag
Ground Control to Major Fag
Take your xanax pills and put your yarmulke on
(Ten) Ground Control (Nine) to Major Fag (Eight, seven)
(Six) Commencing (Five) countdown, psyop on
(Four, three, two)
Check donations, (One) and may Greenblatt's cash (Lift off) be with you

This is Ground Control to Major Fag
You're really fake and gay,
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to don the ADL logo and sell some shares

This is Major Fag to White Control,
I'm really just a whore,
And I'm shilling in a most peculiar way
And my Twats look very different today

For here
Am I sitting in my explosive SpaceX tin can,
Far above the world
Planet Earth is ruled by jews
And there's nothing I can do

Though I'm past one hundred thousand poasts
I'm feeling very shill
And I think my wallet knows which way to go
Tell the Whites I love them very much even if they know
Ground Control to Major Fag
Your foreskin's gone, there's something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Fag?
Can you hear me, Major Fag?
Can you hear me, Major Fag?
It's the jews?

Here am I floating 'round my echo chamber
Far above the common man
Planet Earth is jews
And there's nothing I can do

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