me: uh kmac dune tits out

bartender:

Violating the Geneva Convention to bomb a lightbulb factory in Vietnam

Snubbed the Vietnamese peasant who saved his life after he crashed his plane in Vietnam while violating the mentioned Geneva Convention

Supporting legislation to forcefully relocate native American populations Calling Vietnamese people “g**ks” Using his power as a senator to help the Lincoln Savings and Loan Association swindle the life savings of tax payers in one of the biggest political scandals in American history as a member of the Keating Five

Singing that we should “bomb bomb bomb Iran” because he thought calling for support of the murder of millions of innocents was something funny.

Calling people “low life scum” who were protesting Henry Kissinger, a notorious American war criminal who played a role in the US-backed overthrow of the democratically elected president of Chile, Salvador Allende, and his replacement with the fascist Augusto Pinochet, who became known for tossing political dissidents out of helicopters.

Calling for war and/or supporting war in Afghanistan, Iraq, Syria, Libya, West and Central Africa, Iran, Bosnia and Kosovo, Ukraine, Russia, and the DPRK.

Hanging out with neo-Nazis in Ukraine and supporting them shortly before their coup in Ukraine

Later hanging out with neo-Nazis again and holding a “good meeting” with them

you are the sweetest one

Bao Ngo on the album artwork

The only thing that keeps me from driving this car, Half-light, jack knife into the canyon at night. Do I care if I survive this? Bury the dead where they’re found In a veil of great surprises; I wonder did you love me at all?

The only thing that keeps me from cutting my arm, Cross hatch, warm bath, Holiday Inn after dark. Do I care if I despise this? Nothing else matters I know In a veil of great disguises; how do I live with your ghost?

I want to save you from your sorrow

The only reason why I continue at all, Faith in reason, I wasted my life playing dumb. Do I care if I survive this? Bury the dead where they’re found In a veil of great surprises; hold to my head till I drown