Bail Out
King George has spoken
The economy is broken
And he doesn’t know what to do
His financial plan he defends
To bail out his billionaire friends
And put the screws to me and you
It’s time we broke our silence
And showed them some violence
And take the fight to the street
If we’ve come to expect it
And we just accept it
Then we have already been beat.
King George is in a hurry
He is starting to worry
He wants a bailout with no rules
He strongly believes
He and his billionaire thieves
They can play the whole nation for fools
The king’s not in good health
In spite of his wealth
Possibly this is only a rumor
When the surgeons began to cut
The pimple on his butt
They found out it was a brain tumor
The billionaires are thrilled
The middle class have been killed
They will have no regulation
They will be free
To destroy you and me
And enslave the entire nation.
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