i was looking for a hero in the GOP
one who stood for you and me
someone to celebrate in story and song
still waiting for that someone to come along
the children shuddered and cried in fear
who will save the day, who can we cheer
who is the one to face the foe
stare down the devil, let the river flow
they sold their souls to the two percent
they sold the family for a couple months rent
they sold the future and burned the past
for a few dollars more they will kiss your ass
gather around in the darkest night
we tell tall tales by the fire bright
watch for the devil who was heaven sent
they'll sell their souls to the two percent
they put on suits and painted their skin
they hurt their moms when they were born again
they made their way to capitol hill
the two percent gave them such a thrill
they sold their souls to the two percent
they sold the family for a couple months rent
they sold the future and burned the past
for a few dollars more they will kiss your ass
damn the country, damn the earth
by gum damn it for all its worth
share the love until its spent
ain't nothing like the love of the two percent
i was looking for a hero in the GOP
one who stood for you and me
someone to celebrate in story and song
still waiting for that someone to come along
the children shuddered and cried in fear
who will save the day, who can we cheer
who is the one to face the foe
stare down the devil, let the river flow
they sold their souls to the two percent
they sold the family for a couple months rent
they sold the future and burned the past
for a few dollars more they will kiss your ass
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They act like they want the guillotines to come out.
ReplyDeleteWhen I first saw this Opinion, I thought you were talking about the 1%ers, but they're only half as dangerous as those 2%ers.
ReplyDeleteMr. mjs, Sir:
ReplyDeletePerhaps these folks need a new Madame DeFarge. There's a gal down at the local Joanna Fabrics store that gots "liederkranz, eclaires'n'tea, fratperpatee" written all over her sweet, shrewish face.