OKLAHOMA—YOU’LL PAY!

(Parody of ―Oklahoma!‖ by
Rodgers and Hammerstein)
You should’ve picked a different way to live Oklahoma, where the blood is floodin’ o’re
your life your plains
You had your chance; now it’s too late (Oklahoma!)
Raised their hands against God’s servants Cuz your pride is fierce—so our words
in strife pierce
Cuz you are livin’ – in an evil state And you rage when God brings you more
pain
Evil state—full of angry hate Oklahoma, every night your doom is
Soldiers are dying—lost from the cradle drawing nigh—(Every night!)
Sent them without compass Middle finger up—while you all strut
Filled up with fables With your rebel flag up in the sky
Out in your prairies where the proud fags
bloom Their blood’s dripping off of your hands
Raping priests hiding in back rooms (No hope!)
Left in darkness your children grope And you soon will be spued from this land
Only broken hearts—they have no hope (Preachers lie
Parents lie
Oklahoma, where the blood is floodin’ o’re Teachers lie
your plains Soldiers die
Cuz your pride is fierce—so our words Children die
pierce Nation dies!)
And you rage when God brings you more And when we say
pain Yeeow! It’s God’s avenging day!
Oklahoma, every night your doom is We’re only sayin
drawing nigh You brought his wrath, Oklahoma
Middle finger up—while you all strut Oklahoma—you’ll pay
With your rebel flag up in the sky
Okla-homa, no hope; Okla homa, no hope
Their blood’s dripping off of your hands Okla-homa, no hope; Okla-homa, no hope,
And you soon will be spued from this land etc.
And when we say
Yeeow! It’s God’s avenging day! Their blood’s dripping off of your hands
We’re only sayin And you soon will be spued from this land
You brought his wrath, Oklahoma And when we say
Oklahoma—you’ll pay Yeeow! It’s God’s avenging day!
We’re only sayin
You brought his wrath, Oklahoma
Oklahoma—you’ll pay
Face-to-face-judg-ment-day
OKLAHOMA
Yeeow!