I started singin'
"Hi-Hi, Miss American Lie"
Drove my Chevy to the levee
But the levee's not dry
And FEMA boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day the poor die"
"This'll be the day the poor die"
Now for six years we"ve been on our own
GOP graft grows like a rollin' stone
But that's not how it used to be
When the jester acted like a king or queen
In a way that totally pissed John Dean
And a police state, that's comin', for you and me
Oh, and while the jester's looking down
King Cheney stole his thorny crown
Civil liberties, were adjourned
No verdict was returned
And while Condi shut out Richard Clarke
The Neo-Cons war-gamed in the park
And Congress sat out in the dark
The day democracy died
There's more.
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