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Here I am in America
I stole the job from ya
I live the dream while yours dies
Why do I still want to cry?
Maybe it's because of NAFTA and thing like that
Make me feel like a rat
Bernie Sanders has it right
We all need to stand up and fight
With 15 dollars an hour
We will have the power
Till then I will sit here and cryo
Even though it's Cinco De Mayo

When will I die?
Are we really going to have huge job losses starting September 27?
Why does God let bad people get away with all their crap?
Did the dinosaurs die off, or just turn into chickens and bald eagles?
Was life better when we just had 200 million people on the planet?
How do aliens exist in space that is so vast it boggles the mind?
When are we going to get hard evidence of Bigfoot?
Are the poor people of India really happier than the rich in the USA?
When are we going to have a really good president again like Kennedy?
When are we going to visit Mars and the moons of Jupiter and Saturn?
When will we have electric cars that are affordable?

Blood on the streets, all the camera cars start to roll
News casters put on their makeup and checkout their notes
News stations chuckle with glee
They know if it bleeds it will lead
Directors phone up their mates for a quote
And fake moral outrage live on tee vee
It’s their lead story today
More bloodshed tomorrow

Payed experts speculate wildly, over what can it all mean
Nothing is happening, but our reporter is live at the scene
So they roll a video tape
Of a dead body under a coat
Presenters show insincere sorrow
Producers secretly gloat
It’s the lead story today
More bloodshed tomorrow

The Camera cars all packed up, have now gone away
So we’ll take some time and tell you what else happened today
We’ve a story of a skateboarding cat
To prove the world isn't so grim
Then we will go over to the weather,
As we wait for the next death to come in
That was our lead story today
And we’ll have more bloodshed tomorrow

I got a Halloween decoration
It's about a man known throughout the nation
A yard sign with metal posts to hold it in
Donald Trump
Make America Great Again!
Do I support this man?
Of course I don't, tell me how I can
I am going to vote for Jill Stein
This woman makes me feel fine
I wonder though how can she win?
When only four tenths of a percent of the votes wanted her in
That is about 400,000 votes compared to 55,000,000 that won
Barack Obama had four more years of fun
I'm sure he had a ball
Playing golf, driving up health insurance, and all
How could we do any worse!
It all makes me want to curse
What the H@$$ are we doing?
Seem like we are stealing out of someone's purse

I got into this thing because I'm a blowhard
I like to hear the sound of my own voice
I never intended to win
That's why I said all the outrageous things I did
I made fun of the handicapped
I made fun of women's looks
Am I fun to watch?
You bet I am!
I'm a really good candidate
But I would be a lousy president
Frankly I would hate the job
Don't even get me started on the pay
I made over 700 million dollars just last year
And they want me to take a pay cut to 400,000?
Would I be better than Hillary?
Don't really care to be quite honest
I did give her a lot of money in the past
Because I am one of the many puppet master billionaires
Wanting more for myself and much less for everyone else
I got out of paying over a billion in taxes
And I own casinos
That pretty much sums it up how I really feel about people
People should be treated like cattle

To bring the tone and collapse the conversion,
Token of the corpse of the tongue,
Crave my dagger as I rip you a new hole,
As my thunder strikes the sun,
Bigoted minds explore my temptress of hate,
For those that I condemn and forsake,
Bring back the sword and let it lay my mouth,
As my words might disgust and brake,
Brave are the silent, the meek will rule again,
Fist before honour a deplorable conduct,
Make mistakes and pronounce me dead,
My life, my choice, your f*cked,
Deep in your foundation of your rules,
You lie to yourselves with every statement,
No notion or apprehension of the truth,
I dispose of your lifeless body in cement,
My malicious intent makes me scared,
The blood on my brow is forecast now,
In the heat I dismember your cruel,
This distaste I will not allow,
Ever in my chase of hollow charms,
I bet on my Mischievous bones,
To dismiss my partaken bite in ghosts,
I'm gonna continue my qualms in poem's.....

Why should politics be entwined with love,
My heart is open and up for debate,
Leave your votes and polls,
Your underhanded views,
My heart is open to criticism,
Only functioning brains may apply,
Dull heart, poor brain,
The welfare in my arms,
Conjunction of love and hate,
There's no politics in my love,
No yes or no vote,
To be truly real not to appeal,
The satisfaction in one's life,
Fact or fiction love is blind,
How come I see so far,
Place my stand and cast my voice,
Listening to humble words lay,
I hear all but listen to little,
I see the mess that you make,
Cast your vote....

I was watching this show on the History Channel
All these different methods of torture
We have become so civilized and done away with most of them
What have we replaced them with?
Slavery in jail
Making money for companies like Victoria's Secret
40 cents an hour
Making goods real cheap
We have more blacks in jail today than were slaves during slavery times
The marriage rate was also much better during slavery times
So where is the progress really?
What is the answer if not torture or jail?
I guess I would ask Norway
They seem to have it done the right way

Obama gone
Dig it dig it
Said the coal miners

Trump in
We're mad again
Said the loudmouth whiners

Obama Iran
Trump Go Ban
Uncle Sam build a wall close to the Rio Grande

English language number one again
illegals feel better when they get together
And watch cnn


Go Ban
Go Ban
Go Ban

Juice
We got enough to go around
Killings in Chicago let out a weird sound
All we have to do is understand
They are fleeing away from this land
Over 200,000 since 2005
More who choose to stay might just be choosing to die
What is the solution to all this madness
When men choose badness instead of gladness
Jobs and hope being stripped away
Replaced by dope and despair with forgotten people who pray
For a better day where this is light
Instead of running in fright
Listen to what I have to say
Kids no longer feel safe to go out and play