It Ain'T Working

Its a shame, Its a shame that you claim to defend When in real sense You want us to depend on you so you can use and use and use Misuse and abuse us if we refuse You've got it all figured out Raise the cost of living to the levels no being could afford to rebel Then label those who can enemies of progress You run a short race with long goals Drying the pockets of the locals The same pockets you promised to fill on your campaign trail The solid plans have turned to powder You've betrayed the nation on whose backs you rose to power Its been barely an hour but our hands are blistered Please You came to us on your knees but took off on the wrong foot A saint with a cent You turned altars to pulpits And we followed your every whim like puppies Now you wake up every morning thinking of which promise you gon' break first Mr president Its evident that this is not working Cause, trust me, if you pass the bill, the workers that you plan to tax will stop working