Tinsletown Usa

poverty stricken rally, swing low sweet chariots... no one to take me home middle class no more, low verses the rich, win to lose, never win win.. too bad for the nation, too bad for the world, ratification melting in the dreams of our lives, days get shorter, nights filled with bottomless swill the crust of the universe churning the good to evil, elite to elite, middle class no more.. how far we have carried the nation, from grounds to skyscrapers, solvency to desolation, coherency of our nation, riddled with holes, spewing the liquidity of middle class bums and flooding the pockets of the rich.. salvation evaporated and now saturated with half of the universe .. help no more.. no one to save us our lives are now merely maintainable and no longer enjoyable retirement is a fear of the others...called middle class