Politically Correct

How far down do we go before we hit rock bottom? When do we stop turning our heads the other way? Greed and corruption have become acceptable Is lack of leadership here to stay? Politically correct, we cannot condemn It wasn't sex, we didn't go that far Was it like Donna Rice and Gary Hart? That sure is close, but no cigar. Now Bushman talks with a sarcastic smile Telling all let freedom ring He no longer wants to be president He'll be satisfied when we crown him king We are taking away incentive to achieve And rewarding mediocrity As long as we don't make anyone feel bad Or let people see the real pity Be politically correct, don't tell the truth Don't offend the criminals on the street Protect their rights and relinquish yours Bow your heads and take it or feel the heat Give up your guns, give up your rights Give up your neighborhood You have no choice, you have no voice It's for the common good If we accept and we do not fight Then we deserve what we get Our freedom will become a memory And our anthem will be regret.