Don’t Worry, It’ll Be Alright?
Homelessness, world hunger,
social security is almost gone.
Fascism, racism,
no more water to wet our lawn.
Unknown diseases and pestilence,
can’t afford to sell our land.
Not a drop of consumer confidence,
no one to lend us a helping hand
No jobs, low wages.
inflation has us by the balls.
Housing crisis, trade deficit,
extinction is coming for us all
The politicians say they have the answers
for climate change and the oceans dying.
They keep telling us what we want to hear
but we know that they’re just lying.
North Korea, Russia, and China,
seems they would love nothing more.
Than to push their big red buttons,
and send us into a nuclear war.
One thing is ever certain,
our government will always be there.
With both hands probing our pockets,
looking for a bigger share.
They say they want to drain the swamp
But what we gonna do when it runs dry
And there’s nothing left for any of us to do
but to sit alone on the muddy bank and cry
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