A Blogger's Message to All Polticians Everywhere

Internet politicians

Single army of one

Put them all together

An army of a ton

Interesting proposition

What would happen with such a thought collision

Have the politicians learned

Thoughts of bloggers should be heard

We are the people out here in the herd

And when a zillion agree on the same piece of turd

You know what you need to do

Follow our lead unless of course the thought makes you heave

Who knows maybe we are all just a pack of thieves

Cant trust the country to the likes of these?

Does that happen simply if you disagree?

Or is it a matter of the change of degrees

Seems to me things are changing constantly

So when we all agree

Don’t act completely egotistically supreme

So that you crash the people’s dreams

Our vision of what is our scene

How we want the country to gleam

Isn’t always that obscene

Even if it makes you squeam

You do not reign supreme

We the people is the dream

We’re supposed to be a team

And when we all agree

In great majority

It should sound like singing

No you aren’t dreaming

That’s all of us gleaming

Follow us and stop screaming

We're All Living In Life Surreal

What an incredible situation

This is really an ordeal

Affecting every nation

We’re all living in surreal

Who decided this path?

Feeling the wrath

Me myself and I?

No way I had no hand in this ride

It was those political guys

Add to that the corporate bribes

Feeling pressure everywhere

Watch what you say

Might be enough to send you away

Littlest thing and it’s the end of days

Watch who you talk to

They might be unfit

What will the others think of it

Is this guy maybe a terrorist?

Hiding out

Working as a dentist

Until he makes his hit

Forget about talking to him

Could create a dangerous predicament

Lunatic visions brought to fruition

We are all under suspicion

Is this the best situation?

The one I would create for my nation?

Feeling a loss of freedom here

Hard to listen to that in my ears

Hard for all of us to hear

This is because of those political guys

Add to that the corporate bribes

Sold us all out now we’re all terrorized

Be afraid of those guys

Be afraid of eating fries

Be afraid of being alive

Keep them afraid and we win a great prize

Doesn’t matter if we lie

We are the guys

Who decide how we live and how we die

Keep em afraid is how we realize

The things that drive us wild deep inside

Great victories on some other side

Power breeds corruption

In grandiose super size

Ceasar oh great Ceasar

We all hail you as our leader

You know sacrifices must be made

You all must live enslaved

To life this way

But at the end of these days

You won’t mind having sacrificed that way

Some lived like that 10,000 days

After that all will be ok

Constitution and all that is great

Is what we strive to protect

Believe us and don’t forget it

We know how to protect it

Liberties lost for liberties sake

So be afraid be afraid

Forget about what the forefathers say

This is a new day

Just cant go there way

Be afraid

Be afraid

Of what you do and what you say

In the end we will make it all ok

Trust what we say

Kneel and obey

That is the way

That is the way

Follow our lead to the end of days

Just do what we say

We know the way

Stay enslaved

A sacrifice that must be made

Go to the movies

And forget about it

We know the way

We know the way

Follow us to the end of days

It will all be ok

What an incredible situation

This is really an ordeal

Affecting every nation

We’re all living in surreal

Rootin Tootin Forget the News!

Terrible news

You can’t snooze

Gives you the blues

All that terrible news.

What’s wrong with those dudes

Who love to give out terrible news

That makes everyone feel so blue

Tell us the world is splitting in two.

It’s what the people want to hear?!

Who? Those people who always sneer

When any goodness draws near

Bad news they all jeer?!

Need to know what’s happening

So we can do something?

When there is never anything

That seems to be changing?

War war war

Who needs to know anymore

People die they live no more

All because of political whores

Ignoring the people for ever more.

Violence in the streets

Who does that info please

It surely isn’t me

Doesn’t make me feel happy

All that just makes me feel crappy.

Election news stays the same

Endless game there is no change

Education, Medicare, Social Security

Poverty, war, immigration, tax rates

Every election always the same game

Politicians working to continue their pay

Get a new job of doing nothing all day.

Who really needs to hear what they say

When they are all really the same

And they’re all totally lame

Keep the people in endless pain

Decades go by without any gains

Who needs to know about those pointless games.

Rich and wealthy news of dukes

Living the filthy rich life and feeling blue

Living life with nothing important to do

Act out to see their name in the news

Don’t need to know the news of their ridiculous blues.

If we lived life without the news

Without the terrible shout of blues

Telling us the horrible and crude

Life would be better for me and you.

Walk through life everyday

Without thoughts of a violent day

Without the news of ridiculous rich play

Or politics that suck and stay the same

No thought that humanity is headed for flames.

That’s a much better life game

So turn off the news and have nothing to say

About the atrocities that happen in the world everday

That is a better way

To play

Everyday.

And don’t worry a day

About whether you’ll pay

For not watching the news everyday

If you see everyone running away

Grab your gun and you’ll be ok

That’s the American way.

MISERY CAN'T BE SLEPT AWAY..DAMN!

Sleep away sleep away

Every minute of the day

Do you think that’s ok?

Only if you’re in the growing way!

1-2 hours fool that’s all you need

The rest of it must be from smoking weed

And a bad daddy who let you do as you pleased

Get up we don’t have time for you to disagree.

What? We’re just slaves of misery?

I don’t think I really disagree

But we don’t have time to get freed

So get up now we need to leave and get to Steve’s!

First we need to rake the leaves for Steve,

While babysitting Steve’s ridiculous niece

Knock down his hive of deadly bees

Take Bobby, John and Brian to little league

Plant Steve’s 100 acres with peas

Paint all those ugly eaves of Steve’s

And tear down Steve’s lot of sick dead trees.

Steve doesn’t pay much it’s true

But that’s the only work we have to do

Since all the corporations left for Baruu

There haven’t been any other jobs to do!

I miss the days of office work too

I felt much less blue it’s true

But those days are over nube

Those stupid politician fools

Left everyone seriously screwed

When US companies all moved to Baruu.

Hey, maybe we can move to Baruu

Go do the jobs we used to do

What? They’d kill us on site is that true?

Looks like there’s nothing more to do.

Forget it, let’s just go do what we gotta do

Maybe someday life here will improve

In the meantime we have to get on the move

Or we won’t even have Steve’s jobs to do

And then we won’t be able to buy food

And life will get even more seriously crude

So c’mon let’s get moving dude

No, sorry I’m out of weed too.

Pay Pay Pay Vote It Away!

Pay pay pay that’s all I do

When will that ever be through

King’s hand in my pocket

Taking a piece of all the work I do.

Patriot fathers would turn quite blue

If they knew what we had to do

Pay, pay pay to the upper class crew

Call for revolution that’s what they’d do.

You don’t believe it’s true?

That’s what they fought and died to do

Bags of tea started the coo

Over a 5% tea tax rule

Only 5% wouldn’t that be cool

They said no way and fought king fool.

Our forefathers lived and died not to pay

Made it the new American way

Ended the kingly way

Of make um all pay

Supposed to stay that way

To the end of days

But upper class dukes took it away.

Taught the new future a certain way

Make us believe we all have to pay

Less focus on the incident in the bay

Changed the minds of the American way

To believing you have to pay pay pay

To live the American way

Forefathers tumbling in their graves.

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Now people even get jailed it’s true

For not paying up like their ordered to do

Fear and loathing we all feel screwed

What would the forefathers do?

They’d start a revolution it’s true

No need for a violent bloody coo

Vote out all politicians and start anew

Put an end to paying the kingly crew

Like we have the right to do

The Constitution says it’s true.

Just go vote and tell the crew

That we want taxes ended it’s true

And stop making dead patriots so blue

Because that is what we have the right to

The Constitution says it absolutely true.

Doesn’t matter what they’ve said

The constitution isn’t dead

Pound it into their political head

Taxes can end as an annual dread.

If we all took the same advice

We could end the vice

Of richly crews not being nice

Return us all to the American way of life.

Don’t think it can be realized?

People get together and unify

Power like that can’t be denied

And it’s definitely worth the try.

Until the return to the American way

It’s going to stay pay pay pay

Let’s get together and change the day

To bring an end to pay pay pay

That’s just not the American way

What do you say?