Mojo is a magical charm bag used in hoodoo, which has transmuted into a slang word for self-confidence, self-esteem or sex appeal. It may also refer to:
Mojo Nixon (born Neill Kirby McMillan, Jr., August 2, 1957 in Chapel Hill, North Carolina) is an American musician, known for playing psychobilly music. He has officially retired from playing live and recording, though he does host several radio shows on Sirius Satellite Radio and has come out of retirement for one-off events, such as an event to support fellow musician Kinky Friedman's candidacy for Texas governor.
Nixon paired with Skid Roper (aka Richard Banke) in the early 1980s in San Diego. Roper mostly provided instrumental backup to Nixon's lyrics. Nixon and Roper released their first album in 1985 on Enigma Records. Although the album's title is officially Mojo Nixon and Skid Roper, many fans refer to it as "Mojo Nixon and Skeeeed Roper." The song "Jesus at McDonald's" from that album was the duo's first noteworthy single.
Nixon and Roper's third album, 1987's Bo-Day-Shus!!! featured the song "Elvis is Everywhere," a deification of Elvis Presley, which is probably his best known song (Nixon later declared his personal religious trinity was Presley, Foghorn Leghorn and Otis Campbell).
Patrick Joseph "Pat" Buchanan ( /bjuːˈkænɨn/; born November 2, 1938) is an American paleoconservative political commentator, author, syndicated columnist, politician and broadcaster. Buchanan was a senior advisor to American Presidents Richard Nixon, Gerald Ford, and Ronald Reagan, and was an original host on CNN's Crossfire. He sought the Republican presidential nomination in 1992 and 1996. He ran on the Reform Party ticket in the 2000 presidential election.
He co-founded The American Conservative magazine and launched a foundation named The American Cause. He has been published in Human Events, National Review, The Nation and Rolling Stone. He was a political commentator on the MSNBC cable network, including the show Morning Joe until he was indefinitely suspended during early January 2012 and fired the following month. Buchanan is also a regular on The McLaughlin Group.
Buchanan was born in Washington, D.C., a son of William Baldwin Buchanan (Virginia, August 13, 1905 – Washington, D.C., January 1988), a partner in an accounting firm, and his wife Catherine Elizabeth (Crum) Buchanan (Charleroi, Washington County, Pennsylvania, December 23, 1911 – Oakton, Fairfax County, Virginia, September 18, 1995), a nurse and a homemaker. Buchanan had six brothers (Brian, Henry, James, John, Thomas, and William Jr.) and two sisters (Kathleen Theresa and Angela Marie, nicknamed Bay). Bay served as U.S. Treasurer under Ronald Reagan. His father was of Scottish, English, and Irish descent and his mother was of German ancestry. He had a great-grandfather who fought in the American Civil War in the Confederate Army. He is a member of the Sons of Confederate Veterans and admires Robert E. Lee. Of his southern roots, Buchanan has written:
When I look out into your eyes out there,
When I look out into your faces,
You know what I see?
I see a little bit of Elvis
In each and every one of you out there.
Lemme tell ya...
Weeeeeeeeeellllllll...
Elvis is everywhere
Elvis is everything
Elvis is everybody
Elvis is still the king
Man o man
What I want you to see
Is that the big E's
Inside of you and me
Elvis is everywhere, man!
He's in everything.
He's in everybody...
Elvis is in your jeans.
He's in your cheesburgers
Elvis is in Nutty Buddies!
Elvis is in your mom!
He's in everybody.
He's in the young, the old,
the fat, the skinny,
the white, the black
the brown and the blue
people got Elvis in 'em too
Elvis is in everybody out there.
Everybody's got Elvis in them!
Everybody except one person that is...
Yeah, one person!
The evil opposite of Elvis.
The Anti-Elvis
Anti-Elvis got no Elvis in 'em,
lemme tell ya.
Michael J. Fox has no Elvis in him.
And Elvis is in Joan Rivers
but he's trying to get out, man!
He's trying to get out!
Listen up Joanie Baby!
Elvis is everywhere
Elvis is everything
Elvis is everybody
Elvis is still the king
Man o man
What I want you to see
Is that the big E's
Inside of you and me
Man, there's a lot of unexplained phenomenon
out there in the world.
Lot of things people say
What the heck's going on?
Let me tell ya!
Who built the pyramids?
ELVIS!
Who built Stonehenge?
ELVIS!
Yeah, man you see guys
walking down the street
pushing shopping carts
and you think they're talking to allah,
they're talking to themself.
Man, no they're talking to ELVIS!
ELVIS! ELVIS!
You know whats going on in that Bermuda Triangle?
Down in the Bermuda Traingle
Elvis needs boats.
Elvis needs boats.
Elvis Elvis Elvis
Elvis Elvis Elvis
Elvis needs boats.
Aahh! The Sailing Elvis!
Captain Elvis!
Commodore Elvis it is.
Yeah man, you know people from outer space,
people from outer space they come up to me.
They don't look like like Doctor Spock.
They don't look like Klingons,
all that Star Trek jive.
They look like Elvis.
ELVIS!
Everybody in outer space looks like Elvis.
Cause Elvis is a perfect being.
We are all moving in perfect peace and harmony towards Elvisness
Soon all will become Elvis.
Everything everywhere will be Elvis.
Why do you think they call it evolution anyway?
It's really Elvislution!
Elvislution!
Elvis is everywhere
Elvis is everything
Elvis is everybody
Elvis is still the king
Man o man
What I want you to see
Is that the big E's
Inside of you and me
That's right ladies and gentlemen,
The time has come!
Time has come to talk
To that little bit of Elvis inside of you.
Talk to it!
Call it up!
Say "Elvis, heal me!"
"Save me, Elvis!"
"Make me be born again
in the perfect Elvis light"
That's right!
You've got that Elvis inside of ya
and he's talkin to ya
He says he wants you to sing!
Everybody's got to sing like the king!
Like the king
Get that leg going now
Get your lip too.
Not no fool Billy Idol lip either
Everybody!
Yeah, we're rockin now!
Elvis is with us.
He's with us and he's speaking to us.
He says "Peoples!"
"Peoples!"
"Everybody!"
"Everybody got to sing!"
Elvis is everywhere
Elvis is everything
Elvis is everybody
Elvis is still the king
Man o man
What I want you to see
Is that the big E's
Inside of you and me
Elvis is everywhere
Elvis is everything
Elvis is everybody
Elvis is still the king
Man o man
What I want you to see
Is that the big E's
Inside of you and me
This is the sound of my brain.
Then I said, this is the sound of my brain on Don Henley!
Then I said, 1 2 3 4...
He's a tortured artist
Used to be in the Eagles
Now he whines
Like a wounded beagle
Poet of despair!
Pumped up with hot air!
He's serious, pretentious
And I just don't care
Don Henley must die!
Don't let him get back together
With Glenn Frey!
Don Henley must die!
Turn on the TV
And what did I see?
This bloated hairy thing
Winning a Grammy
Best Rock Vocalist?
Compared to what?
But your pseudo-serious
Crafty Satanic blot
Don Henley must die!
Put a sharp stick in his eye!
Don Henley must die!
Yea yea yea
Quit playin' that crap
You're out of the band
I'm only kidding
Can't you tell?
I love his sensitive music
Idiot poetry, swell
You and your kind
Are killing rock and roll
It's not because you are O L D
It's cause you ain't got no soul!
Don't be afraid of fun
Loosen up your ponytail!
Be wild, young, free and dumb
Get your head out of your tail
Don Henley must die!
Don't let him get back together
With Glenn Frey!
Don Henley must die!
Put him in the electric chair
Watch him fry!
Don Henley must die
Don Henley must die
No Eagles reunion
The land of the free
Home of the brave
Trying to put me in a too early grave
I ain't gonna fight in your stinking war
So go ahead and tear down my door
You can't make me kill another man
You can't make me drop bombs on this land
You can't make me a part of all your killing
My free will just ain't willing
The people of Iraq, they ain't my enemy
the Mesapotamians ain't done nothing to me
I hate this murdering, I hate this stinking war
I ain't gonna be George Bush's whore
You can't make me kill another man
You can't make me drop bombs on this land
You can't make me a part of all your killing
My free will just ain't willing
Get the troops out of Haiti cause poverty ain't no crime
They'll never help themselves if we conquer and divide
What they need is victuals, TV and ESPN
They don't need invading just a friend
You can't make me kill another man
You can't make me drop bombs on this land
You can't make me a part of all your killing
Me yer momma and some other whore
Floatin' down the river on a shithouse door
gonna tie my pecker to my leg, to my leg
gonna tie my pecker to my leg.
Dad's going steady with a pig in a barn
Grandma's gettin down with an ear of corn
gonna tie my pecker to my leg, to my leg
gonna tie my pecker to my leg.
Watching mom shave her pussy really gets the kids hard
Grandpa's trying to fuck somethin in the front yard
gonna tie my pecker to my leg, to my leg
gonna tie my pecker to my leg.
Sister is gettin rich on her 900 number
Four dime diddly bop given her best dog a hummer
gonna tie my pecker to my leg, to my leg
gonna tie my pecker to my leg.
Reddog (Solo)
Well I'm a big dick daddy and a fuckin foo
Eleven years old and I went to pussy school
gonna tie my pecker to my leg, to my leg
gonna tie my pecker to my leg.
Yeah, her asshole is tighter then a steel drum
Hell I'd eat a yard of her shit to watch her cum
gonna tie my pecker to my leg, to my leg
gonna tie my pecker to my leg.
Simon (Solo)
You only live once, so off with them pants
Hell ain't for sure, it's only a chance
gonna tie my pecker to my leg, to my leg
gonna tie my pecker to my leg.
Yeah, my gal's so fine, wanna suck her daddy's dick
If you saw my poon tang's face, you wouldn't give me no
gonna tie my pecker to my leg, to my leg
gonna tie my pecker to my leg.
Woke up this morning with a case of stinky finger
Last night I must have been the designated drinker
gonna tie my pecker to my leg, to my leg
gonna tie my pecker to my leg.
I need a woman six foot ten
She's gotta be that tall so I could get it all in
gonna tie my pecker to my leg, to my leg
gonna tie my pecker to my leg.
Everybody Solo
Yeah, me yer momma and some other whore
Floatin' down the river on a shithouse door
gonna tie my pecker to my leg, to my leg
gonna tie my pecker to my leg.
I'm gonna tie my pecker
tie my pecker
tie my pecker
tie my pecker
Well Bubba and Leonard
Were listening to Skynyrd
When the moonshine exploded
So thay fired there guns
Started to run
And then everybody reloaded
Got to the truck
To go get drunk
And chain guzzle cans of hot beer
When outta nowhere
There stood a bear
But they only hit a deer
Thay got little bitty brains
And great big guns
(Chorus:)
I'm on a Redneck Rampage
Tearing up the Everglades
I'm on a Redneck Rampage
huntin' down Jimmy Page
Got some Dunamite
In case there's a fight
And a big 'ole whup ass stick
Love to uck dance
Can't stand France
And Martha Stewart makes me sick
I'm a fart lightin' fool
Kicked outta school
My family tree is a stump
Real minimum wage renegade
Master of the snipe hunt
Chorus
Burn down the malls
Burn down the malls
Burn down the shoppin' malls
I said Burn down the malls
said burn down the shoppin' malls
burna burna burna burna down shoppin' maaalls
Hey you ever get the feelin that America is turning into some kinda
sit-com?
lowest common denominator
shopping mall marketing strategy from hell?
You ever get that feeling?
Well I got that feeling right now
and it's kinda getting under my skin
yeah
so get some gas-o-line
Burn down the malls SAY IT
Burn down the malls LOUDER
Burn down the malls
You know it just started out as a kind of corner store
Then it turned into a shopping center
Oh I remember the shoppin' center openings man
they used to have those big lights shinin' up
but now...
Now, where do the old folks go?
Where do the young kids go?
What's America, what's America turning into?
Mondo-condo-shopping-mall-hell
I say
Burn down the malls
Burn down the malls
Burn down the malls
Nero had the right idea-
fiddle while you burn...
Now another thing is kinda gettin' on my nerves...
another thing that's kinda gettin' on my nerves is this
national 21 drinking age
Huh? what do ya think about that?
A bunch of malarky
whatever malarky is man
it's a whole bunch of it..
you know if Reagan finally gets the war he's lookin for
you think he's gonna be draftin' 21 year olds?
No man they're gonna be draftin' 18 and 19 year olds
but ya cant buy beer
you can get married and screw yourself up real good
but ya can't buy beer
ya can charge 8 million dollars on the mastercharge
but ya can't buy beer
you can vote for one fool or another
but ya can't buy beer
'cause this is America
America that's run by the lowest common denominator
the money
how many units did ya move Mojo?
how many things of apple juice did ya sell?
c'mon suckers- c'mon feel it
Burn down the malls
Burn down the malls
Burn down the malls
Alright all you weirdo's out there
all you moralistic twisted evil little icepickers
you say "we wanna censor rock and roll"
we wanna decide what you read
what you watch
what you listen to
ooo ooo ooo Mr. Falwell
oooh Miss Tipper Gore
wait till i got you on the floor
we gonna tie you up inside of a shopping mall
then we're gonna then we're gonna
we're gonna have a war on drugs
a war on drugs
we outta have a war on war you suckers
we outta have a war on this senseless condominium
new car helllll
Burn down the malls
Burn down the malls
Burn down the malls
Well Bubba and Leonard
Were listening to Skynyrd
When the moonshine exploded
So thay fired there guns
Started to run
And then everybody reloaded
Got to the truck
To go get drunk
And chain guzzle cans of hot beer
When outta nowhere
There stood a bear
But they only hit a deer
Thay got little bitty brains
And great big guns
(Chorus:)
I'm on a Redneck Rampage
Tearing up the Everglades
I'm on a Redneck Rampage
huntin' down Jimmy Page
Got some Dunamite
In case there's a fight
And a big 'ole whup ass stick
Love to uck dance
Can't stand France
And Martha Stewart makes me sick
I'm a fart lightin' fool
Kicked outta school
My family tree is a stump
Real minimum wage renegade
Master of the snipe hunt
When I look out into your eyes out there,
When I look out into your faces,
You know what I see?
I see a little bit of Elvis
In each and every one of you out there.
Lemme tell ya...
Weeeeeeeeeellllllll...
Elvis is everywhere
Elvis is everything
Elvis is everybody
Elvis is still the king
Man o man
What I want you to see
Is that the big E's
Inside of you and me
Elvis is everywhere, man!
He's in everything.
He's in everybody...
Elvis is in your jeans.
He's in your cheesburgers
Elvis is in Nutty Buddies!
Elvis is in your mom!
He's in everybody.
He's in the young, the old,
the fat, the skinny,
the white, the black
the brown and the blue
people got Elvis in 'em too
Elvis is in everybody out there.
Everybody's got Elvis in them!
Everybody except one person that is...
Yeah, one person!
The evil opposite of Elvis.
The Anti-Elvis
Anti-Elvis got no Elvis in 'em,
lemme tell ya.
Michael J. Fox has no Elvis in him.
And Elvis is in Joan Rivers
but he's trying to get out, man!
He's trying to get out!
Listen up Joanie Baby!
Elvis is everywhere
Elvis is everything
Elvis is everybody
Elvis is still the king
Man o man
What I want you to see
Is that the big E's
Inside of you and me
Man, there's a lot of unexplained phenomenon
out there in the world.
Lot of things people say
What the heck's going on?
Let me tell ya!
Who built the pyramids?
ELVIS!
Who built Stonehenge?
ELVIS!
Yeah, man you see guys
walking down the street
pushing shopping carts
and you think they're talking to allah,
they're talking to themself.
Man, no they're talking to ELVIS!
ELVIS! ELVIS!
You know whats going on in that Bermuda Triangle?
Down in the Bermuda Traingle
Elvis needs boats.
Elvis needs boats.
Elvis Elvis Elvis
Elvis Elvis Elvis
Elvis needs boats.
Aahh! The Sailing Elvis!
Captain Elvis!
Commodore Elvis it is.
Yeah man, you know people from outer space,
people from outer space they come up to me.
They don't look like like Doctor Spock.
They don't look like Klingons,
all that Star Trek jive.
They look like Elvis.
ELVIS!
Everybody in outer space looks like Elvis.
Cause Elvis is a perfect being.
We are all moving in perfect peace and harmony towards Elvisness
Soon all will become Elvis.
Everything everywhere will be Elvis.
Why do you think they call it evolution anyway?
It's really Elvislution!
Elvislution!
Elvis is everywhere
Elvis is everything
Elvis is everybody
Elvis is still the king
Man o man
What I want you to see
Is that the big E's
Inside of you and me
That's right ladies and gentlemen,
The time has come!
Time has come to talk
To that little bit of Elvis inside of you.
Talk to it!
Call it up!
Say "Elvis, heal me!"
"Save me, Elvis!"
"Make me be born again
in the perfect Elvis light"
That's right!
You've got that Elvis inside of ya
and he's talkin to ya
He says he wants you to sing!
Everybody's got to sing like the king!
Like the king
Get that leg going now
Get your lip too.
Not no fool Billy Idol lip either
Everybody!
Yeah, we're rockin now!
Elvis is with us.
He's with us and he's speaking to us.
He says "Peoples!"
"Peoples!"
"Everybody!"
"Everybody got to sing!"
Elvis is everywhere
Elvis is everything
Elvis is everybody
Elvis is still the king
Man o man
What I want you to see
Is that the big E's
Inside of you and me
Elvis is everywhere
Elvis is everything
Elvis is everybody
Elvis is still the king
Man o man
What I want you to see
Is that the big E's
Inside of you and me
Elvis!
Girlfriend in a coma, I know
I know - its serious
Girlfriend in a coma, I know
I know - its really serious
There were times when I could
Have murdered her
(but you know, I would hate
Anything to happen to her)
No, I dont want to see her
Do you really think
She'll pull through ?
Do you really think
She'll pull through ?
Do ...
Girlfriend in a coma, I know
I know - its serious
My, my, my, my, my, my baby, goodbye
There were times when I could
Have strangled her
(but you know, I would hate
Anything to happen to her)
Would you please
Let me see her !
Do you really think
She'll pull through ?
Do you really think
She'll pull through ?
Do ...
Let me whisper my last goodbyes
I know - its serious
She put a Louisiana liplock
On my love pork chop
Yeah a Louisiana liplock on my love porkchop
I said get on top baby, just don't stop
I said get on top honeychild, just don't stop how
Give me lower body gyrations
I said lower body gyrations
Lower body gyrations
Give me some, come on baby
Got to treat me right, if you want my love
You got to treat me right, if you want my love
I said treat me right honey, if you want my love
Got to shout bamalama, down in Alabama
She put a Louisiana liplock
On my love pork chop
Yeah Louisiana liplock on my love pork chop
Put it on me honey
Put on that black brassiere, get your butt over here
Put on that black brassiere, get your butt over here
Get black brassiere, get your butt over here
Give me lower body gyrations
Lower body gyrations, lower body gyrations
Give me some, give me some
Yeah the girl's got spunk, got the funk funk spunk
Said the girl's got spunk, the gumption spunk
Got to shout bamalama down in Alabama
She put a Louisiana liplock on my love pork chop
Louisiana liplock on my love pork chop
Put a Louisiana liplock on my love pork chop
I said Louisiana
I said Louisiana
Got to shout bamalama down in Alabama
She put a Louisiana liplock on my love pork chop
Girlfriend in a coma, I know
I know - its serious
Girlfriend in a coma, I know
I know - its really serious
There were times when I could
Have murdered her
(but you know, I would hate
Anything to happen to her)
No, I dont want to see her
Do you really think
She'll pull through ?
Do you really think
She'll pull through ?
Do ...
Girlfriend in a coma, I know
I know - its serious
My, my, my, my, my, my baby, goodbye
There were times when I could
Have strangled her
(but you know, I would hate
Anything to happen to her)
Would you please
Let me see her !
Do you really think
She'll pull through ?
Do you really think
She'll pull through ?
Do ...
Let me whisper my last goodbyes
Well Bubba and Leonard
Were listening to Skynyrd
When the moonshine exploded
So thay fired there guns
Started to run
And then everybody reloaded
Got to the truck
To go get drunk
And chain guzzle cans of hot beer
When outta nowhere
There stood a bear
But they only hit a deer
Thay got little bitty brains
And great big guns
(Chorus:)
I'm on a Redneck Rampage
Tearing up the Everglades
I'm on a Redneck Rampage
huntin' down Jimmy Page
Got some Dunamite
In case there's a fight
And a big 'ole whup ass stick
Love to uck dance
Can't stand France
And Martha Stewart makes me sick
I'm a fart lightin' fool
Kicked outta school
My family tree is a stump
Real minimum wage renegade
Master of the snipe hunt
Burn down the malls
Burn down the malls
Burn down the shoppin' malls
I said Burn down the malls
said burn down the shoppin' malls
burna burna burna burna down shoppin' maaalls
Hey you ever get the feelin that America is turning into some kinda
sit-com?
lowest common denominator
shopping mall marketing strategy from hell?
You ever get that feeling?
Well I got that feeling right now
and it's kinda getting under my skin
yeah
so get some gas-o-line
and
Burn down the malls SAY IT
Burn down the malls LOUDER
Burn down the malls
You know it just started out as a kind of corner store
Then it turned into a shopping center
Oh I remember the shoppin' center openings man
they used to have those big lights shinin' up
but now...
Now, where do the old folks go?
Where do the young kids go?
What's America, what's America turning into?
Mondo-condo-shopping-mall-hell
I say
Burn down the malls
Burn down the malls
Burn down the malls
Nero had the right idea-
fiddle while you burn...
Now another thing is kinda gettin' on my nerves...
another thing that's kinda gettin' on my nerves is this
national 21 drinking age
Huh? what do ya think about that?
A bunch of malarky
whatever malarky is man
it's a whole bunch of it..
you know if Reagan finally gets the war he's lookin for
you think he's gonna be draftin' 21 year olds?
No man they're gonna be draftin' 18 and 19 year olds
but ya cant buy beer
you can get married and screw yourself up real good
but ya can't buy beer
ya can charge 8 million dollars on the mastercharge
but ya can't buy beer
you can vote for one fool or another
but ya can't buy beer
'cause this is America
America that's run by the lowest common denominator
the money
how many units did ya move Mojo?
how many things of apple juice did ya sell?
c'mon suckers- c'mon feel it
Burn down the malls
Burn down the malls
Burn down the malls
Alright all you weirdo's out there
all you moralistic twisted evil little icepickers
you say "we wanna censor rock and roll"
we wanna decide what you read
what you watch
what you listen to
ooo ooo ooo Mr. Falwell
oooh Miss Tipper Gore
wait till i got you on the floor
we gonna tie you up inside of a shopping mall
then we're gonna then we're gonna
we're gonna have a war on drugs
a war on drugs
we outta have a war on war you suckers
we outta have a war on this senseless condominium
new car helllll
Burn down the malls
Burn down the malls
Burn down the malls
etc.
You can't kill me
I will not die
Not now not ever
No never
I'm gonna live a long, long time
My soul raves on forever
Time has come
We will not wait
We storm the gates at dawn
Busting out of here
Into the world
Sing our victory song
You can't kill me
I will not die
Not now not ever
No never
I'm gonna live a long, long time
My soul raves on forever
(Aim-A-Flame Johnson)
I stand alone
Out on the road
I know flesh will rot
But the renegade and crazy free
Will not forgot
You can't kill me
I will not die
Not now not ever
No never
I'm gonna live a long, long time
My soul raves on forever
(Ya know, there's people out there who want to ban books
they want to ban my records
they want to tell me what I can drink
and where I can drink....
And a bunch of pissed off people
pontificating about the evils of rules and regulations
McDonalds, politics, etc.)
You can shoot my body full of holes