Let’s Have A President’s Choice Buttered Roll With Peaches.

I know I said I love you
I know you know it’s true
I got to put the phone down
And do what we gotta do

One’s standing in the aisle way
Two more at the door
We got to get inside there
Before they kill some more

I previously mentioned my dissapointment at Neil Young’s recent moonbat mutation – namely his decision to write an entire album criticising the Iraq War and to release a song called “Let’s Impeach the President“. Young is one of the most amazing, prolific songwriters in history, and I’m sure he could have played it a little subtler with his eyes closed and had the same effect – whatever his motivations are. This is a bit of a 360, and an unwelcome one at that.

Mark Steyn has more: The news that my compatriot Neil Young has now released a song called “Let’s Impeach The President” is a sad reminder of how far we’ve slipped back in the last five years. His song “Let’s Roll” was a terrific tribute to the brave passengers of Flight 93, and the difference in focus between these two songs is very telling about not just our entertainment industry but about our broader civilizational confidence.

I’m reminded of a little known rapper, Intelligent Hoodlum, who graced us with his seminal liberal horseshit hit Arrest the President back in 1988. In addition to adopting perhaps the most blatant oxymoron in history as his moniker, IH was firing pretty blind and rallying against Reaganomics and Ronnie’s obvious vendetta against minorities. Now Neil is joining the good fight, and also blaming one man for the bulk of the Universe’s problems.

If you can sense the sarcasm, it’s because I’m laying it on pretty thick. I mean, there’s the Intelligent Hoodlums of the world, and then there’s Neil fucking Young. Impeach the President? Fuck off. Is Neil losing his grip? He recently turned 60 – does he feel like he’s running out of time in which to save the world? Does he feel badly about penning the “Let’s Roll” 5 years ago, which brought a lot of comfort to a lot of people during that horrible time?

No one has the answers
But one thing is true
You got to turn on evil
When it’s comin’ after you

You got to face it down
And when it tries to hide
You got to go in after it
And never be denied
Time is runnin’ out
Let’s roll…

I am less concerned with bandying our collective pedestrian opinions back and forth about how dumb Bush is vs. whether or not we’re all in very real danger of dying in a nuclear blaze – and more interested in why Young is bothering to do this. It’s bothering me because he’s a) Canadian, b) a genius who should know better and c) flipping and a flopping around, while accusing GWB of doing the same thing. Neil – please write some more songs about praries and moons, and shut the fuck up. The evil hasn’t started fighting itself.

Click here for the full lyrics which were just released today. I think Neil may need to give a freshman girl at UMASS Amherst a co-writing credit. “Stop playing Neil Young at the facist penis parties!”