Walk With Me

Walk these streets with me Observe the cracked sidewalks That poor people walk And rich people balk Look at the dilapidated strip malls And broken down concert halls Once resplendent and representative of the American Dream Now a bitter reminder of an empire in decay And it's not okay But we're living in the ghost of glory A former empire set on fire We're in dire but led by liars Serenaded by choirs of bugs and mice It was the middle class who paid the price Whose feelings might as well be chiseled with ice Because we're melting in the pot As our dreams begin to rot With nary a thought from the billionaires Who will be there but without a care Walk these streets with me Look at the hopeless eyes Starving and fed up with lies We sold the American Dream For an American meme The gears of capitalism keep turning As the cities keep burning We greased the gears with blood And enough tears to cause a flood Suffering so much we can't fight for our own life As the media sows seeds of division and civil strife And when you speak out They'll break you down and make people doubt But walk these streets with me Look at the grafitti on the walls It's heartfelt and more inspired than what the media calls Cinema which is just there to distract From the fact that we're on the wrong track And even worse on the wrong train Filled with those who COVID-19 has slain But if I have your attention folks Don't forget he who called it a liberal hoax Look at the fires in California Look at the water level rise We're on a path to demise Look at the hurricanes Every summer bringing fresh pain Look at the wealth increases of Bezos, Musk, and Gates The grass is greener on the other side but this is our fate Walk the streets with me And look with me The Panama Papers The Pandora Papers The convenient death of Epstein (he didn't kill himself, did he?) All to protect the cowards in power But like the energizer bunny we keep going And going and going and going and going Only the batteries are finally dying And the leaders play games and are lying Knowing we're running out of time Just walk with me and look at the grime Look at the America you don't see on TV It's where you will see me And millions just like me And maybe you'll see this idea that we're free Is just a fantasy