Am I the only one that's sober
In this drunken world we're in
Drunk on fame, power, and fortune
And every other sin known to man
Raising glasses to our elected
As they propose another toast
For more power to the ones in need
But not to the ones who need it the most
As women and children ram the barricades
And men set themselves on fire
Is it not for the least of these
That we put these men in power
Have they crossed the forbiden boundary
As they step over the line
If they make the rules for themselves
Can they not be charged with the crime
The only time they call out to the people
Is for another round if you please
The poor lose their plight to the drunkards top shelf life
Doing shot after shot of insanity
Oct 5, 2013
Oct 5, 2013 at 3:11 PM UTC
Am I the only one that's sober
In this drunken world we're in
Drunk on fame, power, and fortune
And every other sin known to man
Raising glasses to our elected
As they propose another toast
For more power to the ones in need
But not to the ones who need it the most
As women and children ram the barricades
And men set themselves on fire
Is it not for the least of these
That we put these men in power
Have they crossed the forbiden boundary
As they step over the line
If they make the rules for themselves
Can they not be charged with the crime
The only time they call out to the people
Is for another round if you please
The poor lose their plight to the drunkards top shelf life
Doing shot after shot of insanity
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