With Apologies to Don McLean

This was written before McDurmon was fired as head of American Vision

Oh and while RJR was looking down
His son-in-law stole his lawful crown
The courtroom was adjourned
A guilty verdict was returned

And while McDurmon morphed on into Marx
The Antifa slaughtered in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day Theonomy died

We were singin’

Bye, bye Christian faith against lies
AV has been conquered by Bulgarian spies
Gary North’s boys have given the Church a black eye
Singin’ this’ll be the day we make em cry
This’ll be the day we make them cry

Wherein I Postmillennially Improve…”O Worship the King.”

O worship the King,
all glorious above,
And gratefully sing
His power and His love;
Our Shield and Defender,
the Ancient of Days,
Pavilioned in splendor,
and girded with praise

O sing of His Reign
His Dominion and rule
His Global Domain
Wherein Men serve as tools
Our Lord and our Fuhrer
Our Strength for the fight
Battle Procurer
Who arms us with right

With Apologies to the Old Under-Dog Theme & Wally Cox

  • When heretics in this world appear
    and break God’s law which they should fear
    and frighten all who see or hear
    the cry goes up to end the smear

    For

    Junk-yard dog!
    Junk-yard dog!
    Junk-yard dog!
    Junk-yard dog!

    Speed of lightning,
    Roar of thunder
    Shreds who rip God’s name asunder

    Junk-yard dog!
    Junk-yard dog!

    When Churches support the Marxist creed

    From each according to their seed
    to each according to their need
    to challenge this wrong with blinding speed

    Comes

    Junk-yard dog!
    Junk-yard dog!
    Junk-yard dog!
    Junk-yard dog!

    Speed of lightning,
    Roar of thunder
    Shreds who rip God’s name asunderJunk-yard dog!
    Junk-yard dog!

    His body is full of small buckshot
    His meals consist of rust and rot
    His home is an old junk car lot

    But Marxists fear they could get caught

    By

    Junk-yard dog!

    Junk-yard dog!
    Junk-yard dog!
    Junk-yard dog!Speed of lightning,
    Roar of thunder
    Shreds who rip God’s name asunder

    Junk-yard dog!
    Junk-yard dog!