God, I love the strike beard.
Conan looks like some kind of lumberjack businessman cosplayer.
And I guess I kind of knew that Kid Rock had made a turn towards country music while continuing to be incredibly bad, but what he played on Late Night was just painful.
By the way, this is a little ditty called "Amen":
"Habitual offenders, scumbag lawyers with agendas
I'll tell you sometimes people I don't know what's worse
Natural disasters or these wolves in sheep clothes pastors
Now damn it I'm scared to send my children to church
And how can we seek salvation when our nations race relations
Got me feeling guilty of being white
But faith in human nature, our creator and our savior, I'm no saint
But I believe in what is right"
Seriously. What the fuck. On the twisted big ideas level, we've got Kid Rock telling us how hard it is to be a White Christian male without a trace of sarcasm in sight. Even if that awfulness wasn't in the song it'd still have lousy word choice. Are you really scared to send your children to church, Mr. Rock? Would it maybe be better if you took them to a house of worship, seeing as how you do later advise us to "Open up your mind and start to live/Stop short changing your neighbors/Living off hand outs and favors..." so maybe you should, you know, own up to raising your children instead of deciding to send them to church like it's a punishment and then being pissed off someone else is filling your childrens' heads with lies. Or you could, you know, change the word so your line made sense. It wouldn't even fuck up the number of stresses, and you're not really losing anything special by having a little less consonance there. And rhyming offenders/agendas, disasters/pastors and white/right? Awful, awful, awful.
And I guess I kind of knew that Kid Rock had made a turn towards country music while continuing to be incredibly bad, but what he played on Late Night was just painful.
By the way, this is a little ditty called "Amen":
"Habitual offenders, scumbag lawyers with agendas
I'll tell you sometimes people I don't know what's worse
Natural disasters or these wolves in sheep clothes pastors
Now damn it I'm scared to send my children to church
And how can we seek salvation when our nations race relations
Got me feeling guilty of being white
But faith in human nature, our creator and our savior, I'm no saint
But I believe in what is right"
Seriously. What the fuck. On the twisted big ideas level, we've got Kid Rock telling us how hard it is to be a White Christian male without a trace of sarcasm in sight. Even if that awfulness wasn't in the song it'd still have lousy word choice. Are you really scared to send your children to church, Mr. Rock? Would it maybe be better if you took them to a house of worship, seeing as how you do later advise us to "Open up your mind and start to live/Stop short changing your neighbors/Living off hand outs and favors..." so maybe you should, you know, own up to raising your children instead of deciding to send them to church like it's a punishment and then being pissed off someone else is filling your childrens' heads with lies. Or you could, you know, change the word so your line made sense. It wouldn't even fuck up the number of stresses, and you're not really losing anything special by having a little less consonance there. And rhyming offenders/agendas, disasters/pastors and white/right? Awful, awful, awful.