Breaker, breaker one nine
I got some heavy shit on my mind
And if you with me let me know
What we got to do to grow
Election Day is coming up
And half of us don’t give a fuck
Scarred and scared about what happened the last time
How Jeb hooked his brother up
Made sure he had Florida in line
All lined up and presented for him
And what we got to show…
The number of casualties grows
And still no signs of what he was looking for
So what if another GI dies…
We sure put on a show
No sign of an end to this
This war on terrorism shit
Cause commander in chief can’t think ahead
Well, we knew that ain’t no thoughts in his head
Who’s going to run Iraq when sadaam’s boys are dead?
Destined to be stuck across seas
Wives, husbands, moms, dads, sons, and daughters
They’re stuck over there, running the country
And trying to play police
Worry about coming home alive to say the least
And what the hell am I going to do
Who’s going to take my vote?
Democrats ain’t got to shit to show
And the state of the nation doesn’t exist
The GOP is already in the belly of the beast
And politicians might as well be David Blain
Promises they make disappear
In the blink of the eye
They always have something up their sleeves
It’s all the political lie
The amount of money they make,
The only thing they can change
More into imagery than the average star
PR tops their priority list
Trying to be out and seen
Portraying the perfect politician
Election Day should be on Halloween
With all that poli-tricking
I’m hoping to hit a house
With the goods,
Who knows it’s the nation treating.
Robyn V. Evans