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:

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

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

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  2. 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

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  3. Trooper Thompson29 March 2011 at 11:27

    Ben,

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

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  4. 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.

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