Apollo strikes again. Much like the Simpsons has been known to correctly predict many real world events, Limp Bizkit’s seemingly tried to warn us about the shocking landslide victory of Donald Trump during this year’s general election. Let’s take a look back at some of the lyrics of this prophetic tune and how they apply to today’s political landscape.
“It’s just one of those days/ When you don’t wanna wake up/ Everything is fucked/ Everybody sucks”
Here Mr. Bizkit tries to clue us in on how the Wednesday following election day would feel. Frustration. Anxiety. Not even morning wood to comfort us. We desperately try to find the good in this situation but the outlook is bleak.
“It’s all about the he says/she says bullshit”
Limp delivers a stern warning with this line about how misinformation and half-truths will effect the outcome of what feels like a very important presidential race. Whether it be immigrants eating pets or israel having the right to defend itself, both candidates seem content with taking us for fools and lying in our faces.
“Damn right, I’m a maniac/ You better watch your back/ ‘Cause I’m fuckin’ up your program”
Departing from the stance of the previous verses, Bizkit boy speaks from the perspective of President elect Donald Trump. This is meant to be jim telling basically all minority groups that things will be much different under him, and you better believe it’s for the worse.
“We’ve all felt like shit/ And been treated like shit/ All those motherfuckers that want to step up/ I hope you know I pack a chain saw/ I’ll skin your ass raw”
Limp and the Bizkits again changes perspectives here, now filling in for the working class. Feeling left behind for the sake of corporate interest, they have suffered from inflation, food recalls, housing prices, and countless other daily stressors. The poor blue collar workers that were duped into voting for trump, as well as the ones that decided to vote third party, if at all, on the liberal side of the spectrum embody two sides of the same coin. Angry and searching for answers they most likely will never get.
Next week on Psychic Slappers, how the Dead Kennedys’ “Too Drunk To Fuck” correctly predicted my wedding night.
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