Washington's Wake

O, Obama, O don’t you cry for me,
I’m headed out for somewhere else and I’ll take my liberty.

I had a dream the other night, when everything was still,
and I saw Ol’ Obama’s hand reachin’ in the till
Medicare was on his lips, and health care on his mind,
I said, I like my plan, I don’t want to leave it all behind

I’d scream he lies, I’d run away if I thought I could
This bastard in the Whitehouse, sure as hell ain’t good
Soon as soon he’ll pass his bill, and save me from myself,
then America, she’s a dyin’ as I watch the system melt.

I saw a soldier weeping underneath a cross
remembering his brothers and freedom’s awful cost
I bowed my head for the dead, fell to my knees in prayer
Audaciously I worshiped God, as long as I was there

Hope is gone and change is here, Obama’s lies are true
the future feels so murky now, what’s a boy to do?
A million pages of muddled law, ignorance ain’t bliss
I’m off to a prison cell if I dare to sing like this

O, Obama, O don’t you cry for me,
I’m headed out for somewhere else and I’ll take my liberty.

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