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Come On Down To the Gilded Age
COME ON DOWN TO THE GILDED AGE By Roy Merritt Come on down to the Gilded Age We’ve crawled our way back And we’re coming hard and heavy this time So brace for the attack Come on down to the Gilded Age We got us a new status quo Been wastin’ time for certain Steal it all now and go And it won’t be long We’ll be takin’ your home No it won’t be long Before we take your home Come on down to the Gilded Age A new feller has made the scene His appeal is rather uncanny And downright obscene Come on down to the Gilded Age They love him north, and south The Rust Belt for his promises In Ole Dixie for his mouth And it won’t be long We’ll be takin’ your home No it won’t be long Before we take your home Come on down to the Gilded Age We got a reality show dictator Whose toughest when he’s tweeting out A big bad bully third grader Come on down to the Gilded Age No troublesome Mark Twain To skewer us with his pen The Fourth Estate is just inane And it won’t be long We’ll be takin’ your home No it won’t be long Before we take your home Come on down to the Gilded Age Hear the crazy see the snakes But they give me a fearful image Of the future United States Come down to the Gilded Age Your money or your life We’ll be takin’ that money The church be takin’ your wife And it won’t be long We’ll be takin’ your home No it won’t be long Before we take your home Come on down to the Gilded Age No Roosevelt but a Trump But FDR he cared about us Ole Donald knows we are chumps Come on down to the Gilded Age I hope you folks enjoy his games As they’re about their looting And settin’ us all up in flames And it won’t be long We’ll be takin’ your home No it won’t be long Before we take your home Come on down to the Gilded Age Stand up and deliver For almost fifty years now They’ve sold us down the river Come on down to the Gilded Age In history they’ll take note On election day in 2016 We voted to cut our throat And it won’t be long We’ll be takin’ your home No it won’t be long Before we take your home
Copyright © 2024 Roy Merritt. All Rights Reserved

Book: Shattered Sighs