TIRED OF IT ALL
We stand dazed and confused
And feeling misused.
With all the lies we're fed
We can't believe a word that's said,
And we're tired of being abused.
TIRED OF IT ALL
We stand dazed and confused
And feeling misused.
With all the lies we're fed
We can't believe a word that's said,
And we're tired of being abused.
THE AMERICAN WAY
America, land of immigrants,
Hates immigrants.
"Shut the door after me," we say.
After me, they're all
Criminals and lowlifes.
That was what those
Here before us
Said about us.
"No Irish Allowed," the signs used to say.
Paddys, Dagos, Wops, Kikes, Polacks, Hunkies,
They called us.
Now the children of the Paddys, Dagos,
Polacks and Hunkies
Don't want all those
Spicks and Chinks and other lowlifes
Pouring into the country.
I suppose it's just
The American Way of Life.
THE FOREVER WAR
The war has been going on forever.
We don't remember when it began.
We don't remember how it began.
We don't remember who began it.
We don't remember who we're fighting.
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We don't know why we're fighting.
We just know we have to keep fighting until the end.
We don't know when it will end.
We don't know how it will end.
We don't know if it will end.
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It's been going on forever.
TRAIL OF TEARS
We've been on this Trail of Tears
For many long years.
We began on this Trail of Tears
In ancient times
And foreign climes.
We lost many along the way.
We have forgotten their names.
Now we lead the way
On this Trail of Tears.
Tomorrow our children
Will lead the way,
And their children after them
Will lead the way
On this Trail of Tears.
And their children
Will have forgotten our names.
DARK SPOT
The Great Red Spot of Jupiter,
An immortal storm,
Has lasted for millennia.
America was born with a similar storm.
It has darkened every generation.
It darkened my generation.
It darkens this generation.
It will darken future generations.
It is the American Great Dark Spot.
HE ABHORRED WAR
Upon taking the throne
The Emperor let it be known
That he abhorred war.
But that was before
He turned Iran into a tombstone.
DIDO, QUEEN OF CARTHAGE
Trojan Aeneas raised the libido
Of the Queen of Carthage, named Dido.
But despite her pleas to stay home,
He said I must roam,
Rome needs me and I must go.