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this is what we get this is who we are we’re the tin man who ran away from a heart this is who we are it’s easy to explain we’re the scarecrow who said no to a brain you see, that rug is getting bigger the broom is getting thicker we ain’t worth keeping, so it’s sweeping us under we’re reaping what we’ve sown this ain’t no place like home this is what we get this is what we’ve become we’re the wicked and the cowardly just eating up our young this is who we are this is what we get ain’t no yellow brick gonna get us out of it and that rug is getting bigger that broom is getting thicker we ain’t worth keeping, so it’s sweeping us under we’re reaping what we’ve sown this ain’t no place like home
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(To the tune of "Lil' Red Riding Hood" by Sam Sham and the Pharaohs) it's been halloween ever since 2016 trump makes freddy seem like a nice daydream (boo) talk about doom & gloom when you can't afford the emergency room and you're terrified w/ chills cause your wages won't pay the bills what big lies they tell i'd rather live at the bates motel than watch my country slip away to the nra & the kkk what big hypocrites getting rich for the apocalypse i gotta say, it's a scary day now that putting kids in cages is the christian way it's been halloween ever since 2016 trump makes freddy seem like a nice daydream (boo) talk about horrifying putting predators in power and ignoring science when every fox news line sends a shiver up & down my spine (boo) what big lies they have i'd rather jason chase me in a hockey mask than watch rights get stripped away for brown, trans, female, homeless, poor, or gay what big hypocrites placing blame on the journalists aspiring to be like our enemies & conspiring to murder our democracy it's been halloween ever since 2016 trump makes freddy seem like a nice daydream (boo) here's what we're gonna do listen up now i'm talking to you this red's gonna kill us dead so please vote blue why you trying so hard to rein me in? you whistle when i trot, but not when i’m galloping is it getting out of hand, am i getting too wild? is it a shame i’m so untamed, so unbridled? i climbed up on my high horse cause it wasn’t safe to come down but i kinda miss the feeling of my feet running on the ground i don’t have no remorse cause i now got a better view i’ll gladly dismount when i can start counting on you until you stop hurting me, i’ve been saddled with a burden you see that’s the only reason why i climbed up on my high horse you think i’m chomping at the bit i’m just trying to help you out you’re trying to throw me off trying to kick me in the mouth you wish i would just stay in the stable laying in the hay you don’t want no trouble long as i’m not in the way you say, girl i like it fast i say, boy that don’t surprise me for what it’s worth i didn’t even ask but you just gotta advise me i’m not hoping i’m not wishing i’m not asking for permission you keep talking i’m not listening my existence ain’t on trial here comes that crazy bitch again why does she get sensitive when you tell her she’d look better if she’d only fucking smile i didn’t ask you (woah) how you see me (ooh) i don’t need you (boy) just to be me (yeah) you say, girl you’re so emotional i say, boy you’re just afraid of living in a world where you’re losing control you cower in the power that i’m made of but it’s physical, political, emotional and spiritual it’s sexual, perpetual, habitual assault here comes that short skirt argument why does she get sensitive when you put your hands all over her and tell her it’s her fault is the weight of the world wreaking its havoc is the state of affairs so scary it hurts is that venomous voice in your head automatic just letting you have it making you feel like dirt baby you're the damn grand canyon baby you're a big great lake you got that majesty, that beauty you can see from outer space all those tall sequoias they didn't grow in just one day you know a landmark kind of life takes time and time is on the way time is on the way carving marvels out of clay yeah time is on the way is the hardest part of your day in the morning turn on your phone, feel alone, and lament does the pressure you feel steal your breath without warning feel that furrowed brow forming making you feel irrelevant baby you're the damn grand canyon baby you're a big great lake you got that majesty, that beauty you can see from outer space all those tall sequoias they didn't grow in just one day you know a landmark kind of life takes time and time is on the way time is on the way carving marvels out of clay yeah time is on the way time is on the way coming round to save the day so slow down, let it pave the way yeah time is on the way another unarmed black man lying dead in the sun another flag-hag pigskin patriot walks fast past the homeless veteran what the hell do you stand for? what the hell will you fall for? what the fuck are you waiting for? does a cat got your tongue? another ar15 minutes another thought, another prayer another nra-hole politician too tightly tucked into bed to care another brown child in a cage while an orange man turns tricks you turn a blind eye to grabbing pussy do you like to watch him suck dictatorships? she is dried out like the desert she is famished, all but vanished by design and her hide out is her cactus heart her own hand grenade, a barricade of spines the sands of time repeating she’s seen suffering before her future takes a beating for some man, some god, some war she is minding her own business steadfastly building castles of sand she is blinded by a raging son who demolishes and calls it all his land those poor holy rolling soldiers’ plights they can’t live without their virgins and whores to lift their strengths and spirits to fight for some man, some god, some war we are sucking out the venom of poisonous scorpions and snakes we are bucking this ecosystem til our mother’s deserts are our daughter’s lakes oh, wondrous, thunderous women together too loud to ignore no more curtsies at the mercy of some man, some God, some war so you're not speaking, you don't like the way your voice quakes but you're teaching your children with every sound that you don't make so you're not marching, you don't like it when your feet ache but your children are watching every step that you don't take it's not good enough to leave well enough alone they got weapons of war, we got pens, shoes, and microphones do you love enough to not leave well enough alone? so you're not giving, you don't really have a dime to spare but your children are invested in a future that you won't share so you're not searching, you'd rather play your trump card but your children are hurting with every fact that you disregard we used to have a way with words now we don’t say too much we used to unwrap like verbs now we just tap to touch we used to have things to do now we got screens illuminating we used to attach like glue now the connection’s isolating what’s the hold up, girl? you got something to say? you got a way with words and they had their way with me we used to just rise and shine now we just duck and cover we used to breathe words like wine now we delete each other *written to the tune of “Part of Your World” from The Little Mermaid i guess it's trump, what a crushing defeat can't believe he's allowed in the president's seat can't everyone see he's an ass - an ass who hates everything? look at his team, dangers untold how many disasters can one cabinet hold? somebody pass me a drink, at this point i’ll drink anything he hates brown people, gays, the disabled he hates women and science and more i was sure no one thought he was able i was wrong, now I'm scared, of what's in store i wanna be where the sheeple aren't i wanna see humanity advancing exercising your, what do you call it? oh - brain grabbing pussies got trump this far not paying taxes or his employees bragging about, what's that word again? rape sexual assault is not fucking fun, just ask his victims, every last one the jock gets away and the best we can say: rape's just part of our world what would i give if i could live where people were smarter? not pray away gay, or get in the way of a parenthood planned don't you understand this is a man who has objectified his daughter? still there are women who voted him in, it's unreal as his tan i'm not ready to reap what the people sow we've got some questions, let's find the answers starting with lessons we've already, i don't know…learned when's it our turn? we know what we need: to live in a land ruled by love and not greed out of the debris, how about you and me take charge of our world? |
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