Oh Happy Day
Oh Happy Day
Financial crisis
the Dj's sold out to the man
oh happy day on the radio
collective karma is the God they believe in
while Mammon teaches his machines to use phones
bill collectors and spam salesmen are calling
voices without souls
equity
and the bank wants to foreclose
billions of dollars for a bail out
and where the hell did it go
all of the really big spenders know
I guess they needed some of our tax money to blow
government programs, Ha!
just try to get some help or some info
and you'll find some scam artist ready to rip you off
or some over priced attorney
that just wants to take your money and laugh
as he drives away to go play golf
and your losing your home
yeah, your losing your home
and don't you want to put a bullet into somebody’s brain
who are ya gonna blame
two wrongs might not make it right
but it'll make a pretty good flame
try to make amends
there's no one to talk to at the bank
sorry, our mortgage department is in another state
just call this number then
press one for a circle jerk hot potato maze
the machines are in charge these days
and their's no mercy built in to their programs
but some of them do have names
I guess their programmers try to make them human
ice cold humans
ice cold humans
they think you and your money are the same
go on and take humanity out of the humans
their icy cold hearts dwell in the dark anyway
while the machines chew us up
just like a hammer headed shark
dive dive dive
let's see how low we can go
dive dive dive
these days lawyers are thugs
and nobody cares and everybody knows
and we're the greatest nation
oh play oh happy day
for me just one more time
there's no fear of God or compassion anymore
and I am just a poet
in the year 2009
Copyright © Mark Beal | Year Posted 2009
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