Every Four Years

Oct 04, 2012 -- 8:50am

Every four years, on our television screen
The commercials start blarin’, Asking us why can’t we see
The other guy is evil, he’s the one to take the blame
And if you disagree with me, then you must be insane

The socialists are coming, if you ask ole grandpa Joe
While the rich are getting richer, if you ask his grandson Bo
The truth is the war is over and the people haven’t won
Its the people we’ve elected holding up the smoking gun

They tell you that we’re all to blame and hold up your equal share
But when it comes to their turn, the buck stops over there
We’re all drinking the kool-aid but we’re running out of time
Believing that this is everybody else’s fault but mine

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