Cont

"So, yeah, this is a new song I've written. It's kind of, sort of jaunty swing number called 'Cont'"

I don't like Jews

Neither should you

They're ethically and spiritually poor

That's a fact

I don't like black people

It's just not acceptable

There should be some kind of law

That is that

And I get the shits

With Inuits

They get on my tits

The little bastards

And women

Just make me so mad

Does that make me bad?

Am I bad?

Is that bad?

And the ****in' Italians

I just cannot stand them

They really inspire my rancor

Cheating ****ing Italian wankers

And lesbians and the bi-curious

Make me furious

It's not their fault I know

But still...

Grr...

And ****in' Christians

I just want to punch them in their faces

And I'm not comfortable with Muslims on the tube

And I can't stand publicly breast-feeding mothers

And I hate gays who talk happily

And the ****in' Chinese make me angry

I hate the rich

I hate the poor

I hate *****es

I hate whores

I hate Africans

I hate Japanese

I hate the disabled

I hate Burmese

Yeah I don't care about your color or your creed

I will judge you for no reason

"****, Sorry. That's the trouble with trying out new stuff. I had half the lyrics covered up. I think we should probably do it again. I think if we leave it there I might run the risk of being misconstrued. It's not even called 'Cont', it called 'Context'."

I don't like Jews

Who make and distribute kiddy porn

Neither should you

Their ethically and spiritually poor

That's a fact

I don't like black people

Who risk billions of other peoples money gambling on future derivatives

It's just not acceptable

There should be some kind of law

That is that

And I get the shits

With Inuits

Who find out what job I do

And regale me with a racist joke or two

They get on my tits

The little bastards

And women

Who judge other women for not holding the some views as them vis-a-vis career and mothering

Just make me so mad

Does that make me bad?

Am I bad?

Is that bad?

And the ****in' Italians

I just cannot stand them

When they take a dive in the penalty box

Denying Australia its world cup spot

They really inspire my rancor

Cheating ****ing Italian wankers

And lesbians and the bi-curious

Make me furious

When their pride parade blocked the traffic flow

When my baby had asthma and had to go to the hospital

It's not their fault I know

But still...

Grr...

And ****in' Christians

Who lean on their horn when my wife is being cautious at an intersection

I just want to punch them in their faces

Although my anger is fleeting

I understand their frustration

She's a little too hesitant

And I'm not comfortable Muslims on the tube

Who look over my shoulder when I'm readin'

And I can't stand publicly breast-feeding mothers

Who smoke cigarettes while their feeding

And I hate gays who talk happily

During the final act of King Lear

And the ****in' Chinese make me angry

When they make sham erection potions out of the horns of endangered rhinoceros

I hate the rich who use their wealth as an excuse for bigotry

I hate the poor who use their poverty as an excuse for bigotry

I hate *****es who get rabies and try to bite babies

I hate whores who wont accept visa

I hate Africans racists

I hate Japanese homophobes

I hate those disabled rapists

I hate Burmese cats

Yeah I don't care about your color or your creed

I will judge you for no reason

But your deeds