Monday 28 March 2011

Satan's emissary



Kissinger doesn't deserve songs about him, so much as a rope round his neck and a trap door beneath his feet, but as that's not likely, I'll settle for the song, courtesy of Ben Sommer.

4 comments:

Trooper Thompson said...

That link led me on to their philosophers drinking song, which I like:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s1MgCV6uGuc

Ben Sommer said...

Glad you like it fellows! Or rather - don't hate it...

FYI - the clip of Hank dusting himself off like Lady MacBeth I ripped straight from that fan-made Monty Python music video

Trooper Thompson said...

Ben,

do you know the circumstances of that clip? What's he dusting off? The powdered bones of little children?

Ben Sommer said...

Sorry for late response...

Yes - childrens' bones, blood guts, etc. Was imagining Lady MacBeth. Probably the clip came from some commercial, showing how shit don't stick to Hank. Yeah, right.