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Everyone was So happy And secure Here in America And in a heartbeat My how things have changed Suburban households Are on food rations Shipments To markets Are infrequent Hyper-Inflation On top of that The power grid Keeps failing After the EMP attack They get it going For a while And then it fails It was only a matter Of time And I knew it would happen And we weren't prepared Sure we had a few months Of food prepared But that was all We should have had years ready Like an old man I move slow and steady Never know When my next meal will be In America The land of misery And the drones keep A constant eye out To make sure You stay at home If you're out Past 11 A UN ****** May put a bullet In your dome No longer A citizen With your rights And with their High tech gear The military forces Own the night Life is fleeting And it seems to me That there may be a disaster coming That will bring great misery And everything Is always so ho-hum My family sits arounds And twiddles their thumbs Don't have All the necessary Emergency gear A troubling time May be quite near...
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May 27, 2016
May 27, 2016 at 11:48 AM UTC
When Disaster Strikes
Everyone was So happy And secure Here in America And in a heartbeat My how things have changed Suburban households Are on food rations Shipments To markets Are infrequent Hyper-Inflation On top of that The power grid Keeps failing After the EMP attack They get it going For a while And then it fails It was only a matter Of time And I knew it would happen And we weren't prepared Sure we had a few months Of food prepared But that was all We should have had years ready Like an old man I move slow and steady Never know When my next meal will be In America The land of misery And the drones keep A constant eye out To make sure You stay at home If you're out Past 11 A UN ****** May put a bullet In your dome No longer A citizen With your rights And with their High tech gear The military forces Own the night Life is fleeting And it seems to me That there may be a disaster coming That will bring great misery And everything Is always so ho-hum My family sits arounds And twiddles their thumbs Don't have All the necessary Emergency gear A troubling time May be quite near...
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May 27, 2016
May 27, 2016 at 11:48 AM UTC
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