Sunday, October 08, 2006

I Blew Up The Clinic Real Good

Here's Steve Taylor's take on the whole Crazy Conservative thing...

posted by Pastor Bill at 6:45 PM

2 Comments:

Blogger Pastor Bill said...

Here's the Lyrics:

I Blew Up the Clinic Real Good

I have the road in my blood
I drive a custom van
I play the tunes
I'm the neighborhood ice cream man
so don't you mess this boy around
The other day, when the clinic had its local debut
some chicks were trying to picket
the doctor threatened to sue
Now I don't care if it's a baby or a tissue blob
but if we run out of youngsters
I'll be out of a job, and so I
I did my duty cleaning up the neighborhood
I blew up the clinic real good
Try and catch me, coppers
you stinking badges better think again
before you mess this boy around
I've hung in Saigon just to see the special effects
I've hung from gravity boots for my Napoleon complex
It's time to close
ooh...there she blows
history in the making
you picked the fight
I picked dynamite
I blew up the clinic real good
Preacher on a corner
calling it a crime
says, "The end don't justify the means anytime"
I stood up on my van
I yelled, "Excuse me, sir.
Ain't nothing wrong with this country
that a few plastic explosives won't cure."

6:53 PM  
Blogger Pastor Bill said...

From the Now The Truth Can Be Told Song-By-Song Essays:
"A very incendiary song indeed. Reasonable people on both sides of the abortion debate could argue that this was not a song that needed to be written, but it was the unreasonable ones who made the most noise: The director of an abortion clinic in San Diego threatened a lawsuit against a video show that aired the 'Clinic' clip, and when I called her at the show's request to explain that it was satire, she was so whining and obnoxious that I ended up giving her an earful of what I thought of her profession, then begged her to sue me. Australian TV's version of Geraldo Rivera did a story on me prior to a national tour there, claiming I was advocating blowing up abortion clinics--the story got picked up by all the major newspapers and eventually forced cancellation of most of the tour (forever dispelling the show biz dictum 'all press is good press'). I even spent an hour on the phone with an elderly bookstore owner in Arizona--he'd pulled the album because he thought it was wrong to blow up abortion clinics, and I congratulated him on his integrity in choosing principle over commerce before gently explaining to him the song's satirical intent.
"So what happened? It all seemed obvious to me--the flashing neon lyric in the middle of the song that says, 'the end don't justify the means anytime.' What better example to use than a clinic bomber (except perhaps the nutcases that are now shooting abortionists?) 'Christian' relativism's finest hour! (Okay, maybe Oliver 'proud to be a God-fearing liar' North matched it for sheer shamelessness. 'Does this mean it's OK to tell lies, daddy?' Do I still sound angry? Does a duck have lips? Do we get the heroes we deserve, or what?)
"I'll take flak anytime for the right reasons, but this song was controversial for all the wrong ones."

6:55 PM  

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